As a long time member of the gossip industry, as your profession was nicknamed, you had spied on several celebrities. But never like this, not the way some of the higher-standing members were suggesting now. Supposedly there was a tablet that some had come into possession of over the black market that would, in layman's terms, shrink a human to a variation of sizes. The one that you had signed up for was to be half an inch, the ideal size in your mind to spy on celebrities even more efficently.
Of course it would have it's cons, but as long as you stayed smart and stuck to the plan that you had been shown everything would work fine. One thing they hadn't mentioned was how long this shrinking would last, but it was farthest from your mind right now, which was buzzing with excitement. To think that you were getting paid to be one of the first men to ever shrink. Not to mention that for a long time you'd had fantasies of what it would be like to be so small, especially with a woman around. Even so, you were more professional than that. Or so you thought.
According to the clipboard in front of you that had been passed around, you and five other men and one woman were going to have Lindsay Lohan as your first target. She was currently residing at a hotel in Los Angeles, one of which you had specific directions and schematics of. But you had already studied all of this, and so had your companions, if they knew what they were doing. Surprisingly the paparrazi were very organized these days, ever since the introduction of the size reduction tablet, or SRT. Well, here you would go.
After the long hours of flight from New York City to LA you start to get drowsy and just drift off into sleep, dreaming of your next expedition. You are jarred awake as the plane lands, and you follow along with your other six companions as they race off of the plane. Once there, a cab was already waiting to take you to the exact hotel where you'd find Lohan. All according to plan. Upon arrival, you walked inside, lookign at your map. According to this she was on the third floor, room 406. Interesting. After a few more minutes you and your team were there, in front of the door.
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