My date is on his way, and I know my doorbell will ring any moment now. I’m excited, but also nervous, and keep telling myself it’s only natural to feel that way right before a date. I try to calm myself down by taking some deep breathes, but it doesn’t help at all. I can feel my heart pounding, and all of a sudden, my clothes start to feel tight.
Did they shrink in the wash and I just didn’t notice it? No way, I would have noticed that. It must be all in my head, right? But then I realize it’s not just in my head, I’m actually growing!
I wonder to myself why this is happening to me?! Is this some late in life growth spurt? Is that even a thing? And before I know it, I can feel my clothes wanting to burst at their seams. I think about how much I like my outfit and how expensive it was as my belt snaps, my buttons pop, and my laces give way.
My anxiety is consuming me as I grow bigger and bigger, and my clothes rip to shreds. And finally, my doorbell rings. Fuck, my date is here! And I don’t have any clothes that will fit me anymore. What will he think?
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