Play dumb, and indulge in your shrinking fantasy.

"I'm telling you Meg, you're only 5'10", and I swear I've been 5'10" too since sophomore year. But you're do look taller, so maybe you should measure me?”

Meg stares at you for a moment through narrow eyes, still wearing a slight grin. "Alright, let's have a look then." She says as she abruptly grabs both your shoulders and switches spots with you, placing you with your back against the wall. The move is quick and takes you by surprise, emphasizing her new size advantage over you.

Uncermoniously she measures you, and her eyes light up for a moment when she sees where the top of your head lines up. Does she look... Excited?

"Jake, I don't know how you thought you were 5'10", but you're clearly only 5'9", maybe even like 5'8" and 3 quarters."

"Damn, my doctor always told me 5'10", I swear I wasn't lying. I guess that means you're taller than me after all, stretch." You say, still trying to hide your nervous excitement.

"Well don't worry, I _suppose _I can allow a SHORT person like yourself to remain friends with me, if only because I'll need someone to polish my sneakers when I'm in the WNBA" she said with a laugh.

But then her expression changed slightly. "You don't think you're like, shrinking, right? I mean there are diseases that can cause people to loose bone density and stuff, like are you feeling okay?” she asked.

Knowing full well what was going on, you dismissed her concerns and the two of you carried on with your original plans. The day went bywith you getting your butt kicked in Borderlands because you couldn't keep your eyes off Meg, but eventually you forgot about the stone and got back into it.

When Meg decided to call it a night, she made a comment that took you by surprise.

"You know my parents are out of town too starting tomorrow, want me to snag a bottle of something from their bar and we could get a little drunk tomorrow night?"

The two of you had talked about doing something like this before college, sort of like a way to prepare yourselves. Both of you had drank a couple times before but never a significant amount.

"Ooh, definitely." Your mind already starts racing with the possibilities.

"Sweet" she answers with a grin, "See you tomorrow then. I'll come by sometime in the afternoon, I think I'm gonna get some bigger clothes in the morning!"

With that she left, and you contemplated your options.