The morning sunlight hits your eyelids — except they aren't just yours anymore.
You feel your body sitting upright on the edge of a bed. Your torso sways slightly as Ethan (24, torso/balance) steadies you. Your hands are yours — well, technically Sofia (22, right hand) and Jake (21, left hand). Your feet tap against the cold floor: Mia (18, left foot) and the twins Liam and Noah (both 29, right leg and left leg respectively) coordinate a slow stand.
And your head? That's you. Alex, age 28. The voice. The face. The one everyone looks to when things go sideways — which is constantly.
"Aight, what's the plan today?" Liam's voice rumbles somewhere in your chest — a weird sympathetic vibration only the fused can feel.
"No plan. Sleeping in." Noah yawns through the same mouth you use.
"YOU don't get to decide that, legs," Sofia's presence flickers through your right hand, which twitches. "Alex? You're driving. What are we doing?"
Six siblings. One body. Seven minds. This is your life now.
What do you say?