You poke his sole and he takes his foot off off you. "There seems to stuck something on my shoe" you hear him murmur. Then he slipes back with his seat and his brown eyes stares at his sneaker and more exactly at you. "What the hell..." he says as he lift you up and hold you in front of his face. You should be afraid of the situtaion but you can only concentrate on his adoring face. "What happend to you, buddy?" He askes and snatch you out of your daydreams again. You tell him that you woke up in his room and cant remember how you got small and in his room.
"Wow... Thats weird. What shall we do now? We..." . "Hey Max. Lunchtime!" you hear his brother shouting. "Fuck, what now. My brother better should not see you... I could take you with me, but I dont have any pockets in my pants, so...
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