It takes a minute, but you finally get the strength to get back up to your feet. Looking around, the two girls are nowhere to be seen. You retrace your steps and head back to your room, ashamed of how out of shape you feel.
Walking towards up the stairs in your building, you feel all sweaty, and can't stand the smell of yourself. Tom is nowhere to be seen as you enter your room.
You undress, and head towards the shower.
As you pass the mirror, you look at it for a second, your reflection looks off. You look somewhat clean shaven, but you didn't shave today. Your hair looks shaggier too, but it also feel conditioned. Maybe it's time you get a haircut.
You also look skinnier, a flabby sort of skinny, but defiantly skinnier. You've lost some muscles somehow. (You'll have to hit the gym later.)
Are your nipples different? You can't really tell. They seem different somehow, but you never really look at them to often.
Screw it, you'll think straighter after a shower.
You turn the tap, as the liquid pours out of the shower head. You step into the shower, as the stream of water feels like a million burning embers on your skin. "Ouch!" you scream, in a voice that seems higher than usual. You quickly turn down the water until it feels tolerable. You wonder what caused you to scream so high, and look down at your private area to see that they seem smaller than usual. The stupid cold weather must have caused some sort of shrinkage.
That must be what caused you to look so strange. The cold weather is what's doing it. It's effecting your skin somehow.
After the shower, you get out and stretch. Something feels different, but you can't quite put your finger on it.
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