The door flies open and Scott screams "WHAT, TWERP" you just stare at amazement at how big he's gotten in such a short amount of time. he was always big, bigger than you anyways, but now he stands at about 6'8, possibly weighing more than 400. I was never sure how someone so big could also have so much muscle on him, but he managed to pull it off. but what's really insane is how big his stomach's gotten; it must have been 60 inches around! "What the fuck are you staring at?!?" he bellows "what are you even doing here anyways?"
I wake out of my trance, "I'm just here to give you what you need for the project due in a week"
He looks down and towers over you, "if it isn't due for a week, why are you over here now?" I roll my eyes, then hear crashing in the inside. I glance inside, but it was too dark to make anything out; "LOOK, I have something going on right now, so why don't you come back later about it or something?"
I glare back at him, just to remember how much insanely bigger he's gotten.. "you look, everything about you pisses me off and I don't have time to keep coming over like this, just take the damn assignment and I'll be on my way.."
I guess I forgot how easily he gets pissed off; he pushes me down and starts yelling about how he doesn't care about that right now, and just then I see something pop out of his kitchen and run as quick as it can to the door. "shit..." he grabs it as soon as it makes its way to the doorway and tries to hide it as quick as he can. I could tell it was a person though, and someone familiar... "well, shit, guess I need to keep you around after all..
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