Megan greets you, taller, but only barely. So you fix that. (Shrinking)

When you open the door you can't help but be... Underwhelmed. Before you stands your seemingly unchanged best friend, Megan, dressed in her usual "athleiesure" attire. She's wearing a pair of black sport shorts and a white Nike short sleeve crop top, with her hair done up in a ponytail.

"Ahh figures, I thought maybe for once I woke up earlier than you, I was gonna ring your doorbell a million times and give you a taste of your own medicine." Megan says to you with a smile.

As she steps through the front door into your house, you realize you forgot about the slight elevation difference between outside and inside, and when she gets in it becomes much more obvious: Megan was a lot taller than you.

"Nah, I was actually just about to call you when I saw your texts. And I think you're right, you definitely seem a lot taller... You really think you're growing again?” in fact, as Megan stops next to you realize she's too tall.

Giving her an extra inch should have only made her the same height as you, eye to eye with eachother. But now your eyes are only level with about her lips, meaning she must be a good 2 or 3 inches taller. You feel your heart start beating faster at this realization... Only to have your excitement slightly dampened when you look down and see her feet perched atop her white "Flatform" sandals, which add about another 2 inches to her height.

Megan watches your reaction and and snorts out a chuckle "Dude, your face, I really had you there you looked like you saw a ghost," she says, now stifling her giggle fit. She puts a hand on your shoulder for balance and pulls off one of the shoes, "Don't worry, its just my tall-girl shoes, your masculinity is safe... for now."

As she pulls off the remaining shoe and stands up straight, her eyes narrow at you. "Then again... it does seem like we're about the same height." She says, now with an air of curiosity.

"Okay, so I wasn't kidding about the growing pains, do you have a tape measure I can use? Now I want to know for sure, last like three doctors appointments I've been 5'9" on the dot. If I'm growing again my coach is gonna be thrilled." She says.

"Sure, and my masculinity is fine, regardless of your height, thank you very much. I'll go grab the measuring tape, feel free to fire up the Xbox downstairs." You tell her.

"You thinking Borderlands?” she asks

"Dealers choice. I'll be back in a minute." you reply as you go grab the tape from your laundry room.

This is going much better than you'd hoped, Megan hadn't teases you about her height like that since, well since you outgrew her back at the beginning of highschool. Perhaps she gets a charge out of it as much as you?

Then you get an idea: she'll probably want to measure you too to see who's taller, what if you wished yourself shorter, just an inch, so you wouldn't have to wait til tomorrow to be taller than her? You could probably convince her you'd been lying about your height, and most people probably wouldn't notice. Or just make the wish retroactive!

As you grab the tape measure, you think for less than half a second about it before reaching your hand in your pocket and grasping the stone. "I wish I was one inch shorter."