"Sure, let's get measured," I agreed. "I feel like I've been making a lot of personal growth lately, and my height might have shot up to match."
"Yeah, sure," Alexis chortled. "Maybe if you put some of that personal growth towards getting a job instead of imagining that you're wearing lifts you'd have one by now." The ringing returned, and I did my best to shake it off while following Alexis to the nearest doorway, a tape measure in one of her hands and a pencil in the other.
"I'll go first," she announced, and stood rail straight against the doorway. Carefully she placed the pencil atop her head and made a hashmark on the wood, then stepped away. She pulled out a length of the tape measure, locked it at 6', and held one end to the floor. "See? 5'8" just like always," she proclaimed. "Your turn."
I strode over to where she had been standing and took the same spot, back as straight as possible. Alexis, pencil in hand, stood right in front of me, and I looked up at her. "Look straight ahead, big guy," she said. "I don't want to accidentally mark you too tall." I obeyed and looked forward, moderately surprised to see that the collar of her shirt beckoned down at me. Gingerly Alexis placed a hand atop my head and scratched a mark on the wall, then lightly pushed me away.
"See? I'm a foot taller than you, just like it's always been," she proclaimed. A foot? That would mean I was 4'8" now! "As usual, I'm right and you're wrong, you should be used to that by now." The ringing crept into my ears again, and when it subsided Alexis announced the measurement again. "See? Four and a half feet! I told you, just as tiny as ever." Alexis beamed with pride and went on, her voice barely audible over the ringing. "I know you have your heart set on five feet, pipsqueak, but you have eight inches to go and you're getting a bit old for a growth spurt that big. Maybe you should just cave in and call the circus, I heard they've been looking for a new midget."
Alexis giggled, and I looked at the tape measure still fully extended. The mark she had made for me wasn't at the 4'8" line anymore - it was down at 4' even. She bent down in front of you, putting her face right in front of yours. "Aww, don't be mad," she said. "You know I'm just teasing, and I know you like it." She gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and stood up to her full height. Whereas maybe ten minutes before she was an inch taller than me if that, now I was about eye level with her navel.
I looked past her to see a clock, having not really been aware of the time, and said...
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