That was unexpected. Mike didn’t particularly find men attractive. But he did want to know what it felt like to have smoke blown in his face. He figured he could make a small detour and then cut into his story about the remote he stole from Intercorp.
“Uh… sure.”
Mark lit a cigarette and got just around a foot away from Mike. He was about six inches taller than Mike, and he leaned in a little. He took a deep drag off of his cigarette, letting the smoke come out of his mouth in a ball before sucking it down his lungs.
“Oh snap inhale,” Mike said before he could catch himself.
Mark pursed his lips and let a large plume of smoke cover Mike’s face.
“Oh wow. That was nice.”
“No problem man. Anytime. Seriously.”
“So I had something else I wanted to tell you,” Mike said, displaying the remote.
“What’s that?” Mark asked.
“It’s a shrinking remote I stole from Intercorp, I intern there.”
“Shrinking remote?”
“Yeah, it can shrink things. Like make them way smaller.”
“Fuck that’s crazy.”
“So I stole it because I wanted to find a woman who’d shrink me and blow smoke all over me. But I don’t think I’ll ever have the courage to use it, so I thought maybe you and Claire would like it.”
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