This choice: You end up wanting to help Roxie with the concert • Go Back... As much fun as hanging out with the one girl who seemed to want to stop you from getting with Rosa, you decided you'd rather di anything else. Not that you didn't like Hilda, she was cool. But you couldn't be alone with her. So you think of an excuse to get away from her.
"Gee I'd love to Hildy, but I promised that I'd help out Roxie with her next concert." You lie, hoping that she would buy it.
Hilda looks at you suspiciously as a single bead of sweat rolls down the side of your head. Luckily the pretty girl just smiles as she punches you in the arm.
"Aww, well that's cool of you to help her out. Maybe Rosa is right. You two would make a good couple hihi." Hilda teased as she leaned in close, really close so that her head was resting on your chest.
"Oh shut it would ya, I only have eyes for Rosa. Even if you think I'm wasting my time." You reply, as you push her playfully away.
You say your goodbyes to Hilda as she waves you off. You don't see it but she has a somewhat sad look on her face as she watches you leave. Almost like she disappointed that she didn't get to hang out with you.
But with that out of the way you head down the hallway and walk for a few minutes until you arrive at your destination. You open the door to the auditorium where you're greeted to the melodic tones of Roxie blasting away on her guitar.
The white haired punk rocker was lighting it up as she was shredding away. She was so in the zone that she didn't hear you enter. You ended up just standing there and listening to her play as you smile. The girl really had a passion for this and she was really good!
This made you a little sad that she barely ever got anyone turning up to her concerts. If the right person heard her then she could be signed to a big label and get her music out to the entire world!
After a few minute she finished up as she wiped away the sweat on her forehead. She then heard some light applause and some wolf whistling. Looking up, a big grin spreads across her face as she saw you cheering her.
"Yo dude, when'd you get here?" She said happily, as you hopped up on the stage.
The two of you share your own custom handshake before you take a seat on one of the boom boxes speakers.
"A couple minutes ago, would've said something but I was enjoying the show." You say back to her, the younger girls smile growing wider at this.
"Thanks, well my show isn't until tomorrow night. So I like to get as much practice in as possible." She said as she reached down and grabbed her water bottle.
The two of you then get to talking about her show, you tell her how much it sucks that barely anyone shows up, to which Roxie just laughs off, saying she doesn't care who turns up, but does mention how she likes you showing up to all of them.
As she talks she props her feet up on your laugh and playfully shoves her boots in your face. She knows how much you hate this as you tell her how bad they smell, which she fobs off by saying that she wears these even when she sleeps.
You then ask Roxie if she's been working on any new songs. To which the toxic guitar master perks up and jumps to her feet. She says she has been working on an awesome new track and asks if you want to hear it.
"Hell yeah, lay it down little poison." You tease.
Roxie flips you off as she both loves and hates this nickname you gave her. But nonetheless she grabs her guitar and gets ready to play. However before she does, she snaps her fingers as she reaches into her breast pocket and pulls out a funky looking guitar pick.
It was bright purple but had slime green swirls all over it. It looked very toxic and sickly, perfect for Roxie!
"What's that?" You ask.
"Oh, this is a brand new guitar pick. I got it in the mail a few days ago. It had some weird note that said it possessed a cursed power and that using it would be cataclysmic!" Roxie said dramatically.
"And you're going to use it?" You say with your eyebrows raised.
"Fuck yeah dude!" She says as she lifts the pick and strums the first note.
Roxie then began to shred some serious tunes as she got in the zone again. You crossed your arms and enjoyed the music as you bopped your head.
However as she played you felt something weird, your body felt...lighter. And...everything looked...bigger. You started to freak out as you noticed that you were shrinking!
"What the fuck! Rox! Roxie!" You yell.
But it was no good, Roxie was too busy playing as you kept on shrinking. You got smaller and smaller within seconds as you and thankfully your clothes were reduced down.
After another minute Roxie finished playing as she looked over to see how you liked it. But you weren't there. Wondering where you went she took a step over to where you just were.
But then she hears a little cry of pain and feels something under her boot, looking down her eyes go wide with shock as she sees that she had just stepped on you!
And you had shrunken down to the tiny size of...
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