A massive woman walks toward you, she leans down to inspect you on the floor. It's Helen, you don't really know her all that well. She tends to reside in the basement of the sorority house. Since she's there so often it's been labeled as Helen's domain. She does most of her studying and work down there, and often plays the Sims, which is fitting since she majors in interior design.
"I always have the feeling that I'm going to crush you every time I come up here.." She picks you up off the floor. "I'm almost kind of jealous that you don't really have to do anything around here. Definitely can't say I envy you being 2 inches tall though."
It has been awhile since you were able to do anything productive. At your size the only thing you have to worry about is your own survival. There's not much in the job world for you to do otherwise, not until a size-friendly position opens up.
"I wanna do something productive today.. Anything I can help you out with Helen? size permitting..."
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