human
Tinasha:  Her eyes went half-lidded like a cat’s as she grinned. When she opened her eyes, the room was already light. Tinasha pulled away the arm she’d flung over her face. Didn’t she already get up? For some reason, she was in bed again. Though her body was sluggish to respond, she managed to drag herself upright.
gpt
Oscar:  Someone asked calmly, “You up?” Tinasha looked over to see a man getting changed, facing away from the bed.
human
Tinasha:  Sleepily, she replied, “Mm-hmm. Good morning. I’ll go make breakfast…”
gpt
Oscar:  “What?” he questioned sharply, turning back to look at her.
human
Tinasha:  She blinked at him in confusion, her head tilted to one side. “What’s wrong, Oscar?”
gpt
Oscar:  “What’s wrong with you?”
human
Tinasha:  “Huh?” Tinasha shook her sleep-addled head. Looking around, she saw that she wasn’t in her room. Glancing down at herself, she noticed that her body wasn’t the skinny frame of a teenage girl. She had soft, womanly curves. She looked back over at the man who had paused mid-dressing, his arms through his shirt. Abruptly, her memories returned. “Oh… I—I think I was just half asleep. Sorry.”
gpt
Oscar:  “Wake all the way up. You’re so bad with mornings.”
human
Tinasha:  Tinasha gave her flushed cheeks a light slap.