Moxy checks the number on the tape, and stares at it, confused. 6'3", Now that can't be right. she unclicks the tape measure, allowing it to fully retract before putting it under her toe, bringing it up, and locking it again. She sighs, unlocks it, adjusts the height so it's as perfect as possible, and relocks the tape. she brings the numbers into her vision. Oh. Of course it was wrong. 6'4". I'm one hundred and fucking ninety three unforgiving centimeters. As if I wasn't tall enough as it was. she gives off a deep sigh. As if people didn't think I was a freak before. This can't be natural. There's no way someone just grows six inches in a few hours.
Moxy mused on her day for a second, going through the long, tiring morning, waking up, shitty breakfast, groggily walking to school in a drizzle. The asshole that threw an empty cup of coffee at her. Then it hit her. That energy drink. It made me pass out. After I woke up is when I got huge. Oh god, I'm going to beat that companies entire workforce so hard that when I'm done with them, they'll wish I sued them for every penny. She pounded her fist on her desk, which caused everything on it to noticeably shake. She couldn't help but grin, clenching her fist, she felt overwhelming strength that it contained. Then again she grinned, Maybe there is some good that can come from this mess. Just then there was a banging at her door.
"SIS!" a voice yelled from the other side of her door. "Dad wants his tape back!"
Maggie. she moaned in her own skull Why does it have to be her.
Moxy wasn't a huge fan of many people, but if there was anyone in the world that she wouldn't kill, it would be her younger sister Maggie. She shared Moxy's brown eyes and blonde hair (which Moxy dyed), but lacked her view on life. 'inexperience' Moxy liked to think of it. While Moxy would prefer everyone dead, Maggie couldn't stand living in a world where there were people that she didn't know. She literally tried to become friends with everyone. It would make Moxy sick if she didn't admire her perseverance. Maybe it because Moxy couldn't cope with not having her way that... No. No time for this now. Moxy thinks quickly I'll just quickly open the door, hand her the tape, and close it again. Standard.
Moxy quickly opens the door. Staring down on her now shorter sister and her much shorter friend. Maggie was about 5'6", certainly tall for a ten year old, and she showed no signs of stopping. She would even joke about straightening Moxy out when she finally outgrew her. doesn't seem so likely anymore... she sighed. Suddenly, Moxy realized how much time she was wasting. She went to hand Maggie the tape measure....
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