Not really wanting to get jacks help. You start to walk over to jane. Maybe you can wait till she is more sober and then confront her but as you near her she and jack get up and leave. You start yelling every name under the sun at jack. You however dont have to wait long to see A couple of girls sit down at the bar. As soon as they sit down you notice something really different about them. You cant quite place your finger on it but something is just not right about them. The girl on the left is a rather short girl. Still gigantic to you but short in comparison to everyone else. SHe probably is only 5'3" your guessing about 110lbs. She has shoulder length light brown hair and her finger nails are painted red. She has really snobby, preppy kind of look to her. Her friend is is about the same height and weight only she has dirty blonde hair and has a little more of sporty look. You cant quite tell but one of them sets there purse on the table. There purse has a knit look to it. IT has tiny holes in it probably a 1/8 of inch in size. As they are showing the bartender there Id you catch a glimpse of a card pushed up against the side of the purse. At your normal size you wouudlnt be able to see it to easily but at your new size the holes are like tiny windows. ITs a nice feeling to know there is still things you can call tiny. But the card says Jason Senior High School grade 10. Leah Moore. Thats it, there age, thats the weird thing. The bartender however notices there fake idea. Her friend pounds her fist down on the table. The force of the wind knocks you up into the air. However at athe same moment both girls are turning around and Leah is putting her wallet back in her purse. As you fall you think your going to hit the floor. But then as leah puts the wallet in her purse the downward movement of her hand created just enough suction too suck you into the purse as well. You crash into some lipstick as the clock strikes 11:45. You stare up at the open purse being zipped shut. You try to make it to little view ports but they are just to small for you to fit through. "Well we may as well go. I have to be home at midnight anyway." You scream and pound against the mesh like purse. "NOOOOOO, You fucking teenage bitches let me out of here, you cant do this to me. IM a grown man!!!" You know they cant hear you but it makes you feel better.
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