Tomas enters the locker room. You look up as he sets his stuff down. He isn't in uniform. He starts to strip down until he's in his underwear, then he opens his gym locker and takes out his uniform to put on. You decide it's now or never, so you rush up to him and shout "Tomas! Tomas!"
Tomas looks down as he's buttoning up his shirt and sees you. "Jason?" he asks, and squats down to look at you. "What happened?"
You look up at his big brown eyes and say, "I don't know! I was fixing my hair and all of a sudden I was shrunk down to six inches! Will you help me?"
Slowly, Tomas takes off the shirt he wasn't done buttoning and scoops you up until you're right near his face. "Maybe," he says, and you feel his hot breath blowing on you. "But I've got a different idea..."
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