You come round to find yourself on the floor facing the toilet. The bottom of the toilet floor is so sticky and vile you nearly vomit because of the stench of urine, and something else you just can not pin down.
Confusion has set in, anger and frustration all at the same time.
How did this happen? Why? Its impossible to be shrunk, it defies all logic and common laws of science. However, alas here you are, on the floor, looking up to a world which you usually look down from.
As you consider all of your surroundings, you hear someone coming down the hall toward the bathroom, a bathroom shared by nearly all of the entire dorm residents.
The door opens, you hear the footsteps of someone nearing the stall you are in. The lock is jiggled and you hear the student curse because the door is locked.
“Damn it!” The student shouted. “Hurry up dude, I gotta shit!”
“I'm down here!” you call out. However, your voice is just a squeak, barely above a whisper.
There is nothing more frustrating then to be calling out and not be heard, it is like the surreal dream where you scream, but you can't, and wake up hearing but a small breath of air escaping your throat.
You hear the student stepping closer to the door, your heart rushes and pounds in your chest as you see his face and eyes scanning through a small crack in the door. You almost forget you are shrunk and get a feeling of your privacy being violated.
“What the f--” you start, however, you realize you are shrunk and on the floor. More then likely, he can't see you.
“Shit!” the student says as he gets down on the floor and crawls under the door. “Stupid shits!”
The student is your roommate, he is angered because he had to go to the bathroom badly, and to find the door was locked and no one there to his perspective, he was furious.
“This was not funny arse wipes!” he shouted out, thinking there may be someone on the other side of the door listening.
You watch as he stripes down his pants and his underwear. You have always loved his body, yet now in this situation you find yourself in, you know this is not the time or place to lust after him.
You find a ball of toilet paper and you lob it toward Mark, hitting his square in the face. He looks around to see what had hit him, and then sees the ball of toilet paper.
“You think your so mature, gawd I hate these freshman!” he shouted as he finished his duties, flushing the toilet and getting up to get dressed again. “If your still out there, Your all dead meat!”
Rushing out of the bathroom like a man possessed, Mark chases a couple students whom just happened to be rushing by late to their class.
Your all alone again in the restroom. It stinks of marks business, and it was not pleasant at all. You decide to leave the room and go back to your room. Maybe you might be able to make contact with someone from your computer.
You take what feels like an eternity, to walk down the long halls of the dorm building. What normally takes less then a minute to walk down this hall, has now reached five minutes.
As you reach the door, it opens, mark rushes out nearly stepping on you as he ran down the hall. You are out of breath from you mile long walk, your heart races as you enter the room to find...
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