Riley was intrigued by the scent coming from the second door. He had to know what it was. The shrunken boy made his way under the giant door.
Once inside, he saw quite a scene.
There was a girl with baggy sweat pants, a crop top with a band logo on it, and a beanie over blue dyed hair. Her toenails were painted blue.
Beside her was a boy not wearing pants, but rather tight boxers, a black t-shirt, and a snapback cap over shaggy, black, emo styled hair. His own toenails were painted black.
They shared a bong in the dimly lit room, which was illuminated only by LEDs on the walls. There were blunts on the floor in a small shallow bowl, and speakers that played some slow grunge.
It was now that Riley realized the teens were high as hell, and the fog he saw coming from under the door was from their weed.
“I hope Zia comes back with those chips,” the girl said, “I’m getting the rumblies in my tummy.”
“I knoooooow,” the boy added.
Riley was always curious about trying weed, and he thought maybe he could try a hit from one of the blunts in the bowl. The smoke in the room was already getting him just a little dizzy, but he wanted a full hit.
Just then, the door opened. A girl walked in with a bowl of chips.
The girl was black, with an afro, skinny jeans, a tank top, and white painted toe nails.
“Hey y’all,” she said, “I got the Doritos.”
“Ziaaaaaaaaaa,” the other girl lazily cheered.
Zia closed the door. Riley looked up and saw the giant teen walking towards him. Before he could react, the silhouette of her giant bare foot was over him. He screamed at the top of his tiny lungs as it came down upon him.
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