A few days later, Becky arrives at your dorm.
"Hey, what's up?" You start, inviting the girl in.
"Not much, I was just bored, so I stopped by." She said.
Becky was still pretty bitchy, but was smart enough not to be in front of you. You knew this, and continued to deny anything Becky wanted, even if she asked in a friendly manner.
This built up within Becky. All this denial, and yet, she couldn't resist it. It was almost like a form of masochism, and she was falling in love with you.
They began to watch some TV, and you got up to get a drink. "Hey Moe, grab me some water."
"No."
Becky expected this answer, but it was the last straw. Her blood boiled with rage, and she wanted to get up and punch you in the face. Then, as suddenly as it appeared, her anger vanished.
Becky swelled slightly. Very slightly. The human eye wouldn't even notice the difference in size, but there was one.
Small things, such as a glass of water, would only cause Becky to grow very slightly. Other things, things she felt more strongly about, would cause her to grow more. Repressing her anger made her grow. A few other conversations happened, and you mocked her a bit in a jocking manner, but that still made her mad, causing her some growth. She slowly inched taller, creaking bigger and bigger.
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