“Ow!” You rub the spot of impact with your hand, noticing that your voice seems to be a little too deep. That’s not abnormal after you first wake up.
“You alright?” Dean glances over from his position as driver.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” And then something hits you. “Why am I in the front seat?”
Dean gives you a look. “Because that’s your spot.”
“No it’s not.” You clear your throat, hoping to get rid of the deep tone.
“Something wrong with your voice?”
And then you look down at yourself.
“Why am I