Well, there really wasn't anything for you to do. After all, you were at miniature size, in Leon's (not seemingly very big) house, with no idea how you got this way. The best thing to do, you decided, was to wait. Turning around, you see the big pillow where Leon put's his head on every night and crawl over to it. Slowly you laid your whole body down on it, breathing in the smell of Leon's hair shampoo. It was like sleeping on a cloud...soon you drifted off, dreaming dreams of what could happen when Leon finally got home and found you.
Suddenly, you are awakened from your peaceful slumber by the loud noise of a door slamming. Instantly you prop yourself up (which was kinda hard, considering you were on a soft plushy pillow), and look at the bedside alarm clock. It's 4:30. You dozed off for nearly an hour. Then you hear a voice coming outside the room. "Oh man. That was tiring." It's Leon's, and you realize that he's home.
Quickly you scramble under the covers of the bed, worried that Leon might be upset if he found out that you had stalked him to his house and then somehow shrunk yourself in it. Your world turns pitch black, as no light is getting into the sheets. Soon you hear Leon enter the room, his giant feet making vibrations big enough for you to feel. You gasp, and wait.
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