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Ashleigh paused to catch her breath, looking contemptuously back down at the weight loss formula at the base of the shelf, uttering a curse in the fallen bottle's direction. Sure, I might've used slightly more than one drop while getting ready for the party, she thought disgustedly, but I've got to look my best, after all...how could I possibly know the effects would be so extreme? I can understand losing a few inches in height...but not becoming only a few inches high!
Luckily, she'd thought to buy the antidote as well as the formula itself. She could see the little container waiting for her, towering overhead just a short distance away, and then it would take only one drop to get her back to normal size...
Then she had a terrible thought...how am I supposed to get the bottle open...?