Craning her neck skywards, as far as her joints would allow, Rose could just scarcely register the presence of an enormous face looming over her.
"Hellooooo~" The younger girl called down to her, in spite of being on her knees, "Are you okay?"
"...fine, I guess." Rose instinctively covered herself up with her hands, almost managing a humourless chuckle at this irony; of all people, the one that saved her from this predicament had to be a redhead...
"Well, ermm..." said redhead asked tentatively, dithering on whether to pick up the shrunken Rose, "C-can I help you in some way?"
"You could get me out of here." Rose muttered with some level of indignation, just knowing that perverted boys would be rounding the corner at any moment, and there was nothing they would like to see more than a shrunken naked girl. Even one that terrified them, under normal circumstances.
"Oh, err... sure!" The younger girl exclaimed, surprised at Rose's reaction, "Can I... pick you up?"
"Well we don't have much of a choice." Rose insisted on staying deadpan, because 'cold and unfriendly' was the default mode she showed to everyone, be it friend or stranger. And she seriously doubted this redhead would ever breach that social barrier, and see Rose's softer side. Flinching slightly as a large hand wrapped around her waist, she already lamented her lack of clothing. Next thing she knew, Rose was pressed into the younger girl's chest, as the fifteen year old dashed down hallways and out of the school grounds.
Rose's things remained in a pile on the floor; something she was less than ecstatic about.
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