The more you considered your options, the more you began to lean towards the sauna option. Sure, it had obvious downsides, but what place in the world DIDN'T have downsides for a tiny? Yes, you didn't know of any tinies in your building who even bothered with the sauna. Yes, you had heard that the 'Tiny-Only Zone' was barely more than an afterthought. And, yes, you knew from past experience how detrimental the sauna experience could be for a one-inch-tall tiny guy.
Even still, the upsides were enough to sell you on the idea. There should theoretically be people coming in and out, presenting plenty of opportunities to meet new folks. The intimate setting of the sauna should presumably make it more comfortable for everyone to lower their guard and open up, speeding up the process of making friends. Also, a sauna just sounded like a damn fine idea to you right now. Soothing your tired body and aching muscles while basking in the embrace of the heat and steam? It sounded like a dream, frankly.
Your mind made up, you stripped off most of your clothes, changing just into a rather slimming pair of swim trunks. You knew some people had a tendency to sit in the sauna naked, but you felt that might lead to some unfortunate circumstances and misunderstandings depending upon who you found within. Deciding it'd be better to just play it safe, you left it at the swim trunks, then exited your apartment. Padding along the floor, you headed towards the sauna, which was down a few halls near the back of the complex.
Your journey to the sauna was an uneventful endeavor, as you only passed a few giantesses, all of whom either ignored you or passed you the briefest of glances and nods of acknowledgment. Jokingly, you decided that maybe THEY were the ones who needed a sauna to help them loosen up a bit. Honestly, you were in a pretty great mood, feeling confident in this plan and convinced you'd made a mutually beneficial choice for both your own rest and relaxation, and also your odds of building deeper friendships with the women in this building.
Eventually, the sauna came into view, easily spotted as it was a dark oak wood door instead of the more traditionally crafted doors throughout the rest of the complex. Thankfully, even though it was a spot infrequently visited by tinies, there was still a tiny-sized door to enter through, so you pushed on in, and found yourself in the sauna locker room.
Even in the locker room, the temperature was nearly ten degrees warmer than it was out in the hallway. Walking along the slick tiled floor, you took note of the towering walls of lockers, a few benches, a few changing stalls, and then three more wooden doors at the back of the room. Each of those doors led into their own private sauna rooms. The apartment complex had opted for smaller private rooms as opposed to one big communal room, most likely to appease couples and small friend groups. Whatever, it didn't bother you.
One other woman was in the locker room, but she was just finishing changing. You headed over to her to say hello and introduce yourself, as you didn't recognize her, but she was firmly looking at her phone. As she took her first step you realized your mistake, and only your lightning-fast reflexes prevented a messy outcome as her flip-flop foot slammed onto the ground terrifyingly close to you, the reverberations knocking you onto your butt. You could only watch as the woman walked off, wholly oblivious to you.
You hoped that that wasn't an ill portent of things to come.
Standing up and brushing yourself off, you went to the back of the room. The three saunas were practically identical, and all three of them had a sign on the front that read 'VACANT'. Realizing that you were alone, and all choices were equal, you let yourself into the middle door by using the tiny-sized entrance. You did take a moment to consider that it was, perhaps, a faulty design decision to make it impossible for a tiny to flip the 'VACANT' sign over to 'OCCUPIED', but you didn't dwell much on it. After all, you were hoping for someone to come in and join you!
Upon entering the sauna, you almost immediately started sweating, the heat and steam intense, but in a very relaxing way. Already, you felt your stress melting away. You approached the smooth wooden bench, finding a thin, frail knotted rope tied from top to bottom along the side. It must've been for tinies to climb on up. Putting your muscles to use (before the upcoming sauna session would once more relax you), you hefted yourself up the rope, wriggling higher and higher until you reached the top of the bench.
Once there, you could just barely spot two red painted lines across the bench that served to demarcate the 'Tiny-Only Zone'. The space was approximately a foot wide, and had faded letters that at one point probably said 'TINY-ONLY ZONE', but now just said '----ON--ZONE'. The red paint was a dark and crusty color, with paint chips flecking away. At a guess, you had to assume that the heat and steam (and perhaps even oblivious women's booties) were responsible for reducing the tiny safe space to such a state. Also, you blithely realized the tiny space was directly in the middle of the bench and the room, a space where so many inattentive people would be tempted to sit. Who had designed this place?
A second, much more worrying thought suddenly occurred to you. You had come here to meet new people, and in your own mind, that had seemed like a reasonable and measured, proactive course of action. However, you hadn't even considered that people might not WANT to find a tiny joining them in the sauna, especially if they weren't expecting one. And of course they wouldn't be expecting one, because, as far as they knew, the sign on the door of the sauna you were in still read 'VACANT'! What if they walked in naked, found you standing there slack-jawed, and flipped out in anger?!?
It suddenly became clear that this plan of yours wasn't half as clever as you thought it would be. This was a terrible plan. You needed to get out of here!
Unfortunately, at that exact moment, the door handle jiggled, and began to pull open. Looks like someone was about to come in and join you whether you wanted them to or not!
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