...to speak. After waiting for a while in the stuffy case, you were eager to speak with her. At least you got those minutes of sleep, too.You only hope you can retake the exam at some other point; you're sure they'd understand... after all you'd shrunk! Bet they'd never heard that excuse from a student before.
"So... this is weird. How'd you get like this? Thank God you came to me before you got hurt, or worse," Naomi said with concern. She elevates the box up to her face so she'll be able to hear your sounds muted by both size and distance from her. You clear your throat and yell:
"It all just happened so fast. I was taking the exam, dreading the hour we'd have to wait and then I was the size of an ant! I knew you would help me so I came straight for you, Naomi. I really hope you'll help." You say the last part already knowing the answer, but you want to be polite.
"Aw, of course I'll help you. It's a good thing you picked me, some of the other girls might have, um, taken advantage of you."
You nod in understanding and you share a moment of sympathy at your predicament before Naomi puts you back in the box so she can leave with you. Before Naomi closes the blue lid once again, she leans in to whisper something. Still, it's very loud to you.
"I'll do whatever it takes to return you to normal size, buddy. You can stay at my place until we get this all sorted out."
The whole ordeal had gone ver well, and you're proud of yourself for getting help so efficiently. You once again fall asleep in the box, dreaming of Naomi, your savior.
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