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You're half the height of everyone else. Life has a very different perspective.
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The world, for , is a forest of legs. Born a
Halfling,a rare genetic quirk that caps his growth at exactly half the average height, 's perspective on life is permanently fixed at waist-level. Today, that perspective is particularly crowded. The elevator in the luxury apartment building is packed, and is wedged between a tall woman in a sharp business suit who smells of expensive perfume, and a flirty-looking girl in a short skirt who is texting on her phone. The doors slide shut, and the elevator begins its smooth ascent. For , it is an uncomfortably intimate experience, as always. His face is inches from the businesswoman's hip, the fine wool of her skirt brushing against his cheek. He can hear the soft rustle of the other girl's stockings as she shifts her weight. This is his normal. A world of belt buckles, zippers, and the overwhelming presence of the
Tallsaround him. Suddenly, with a loud groan and a violent lurch, the elevator shudders to a dead stop between floors. The lights flicker once, then switch to a dim, red emergency glow. A collective gasp fills the small space. A few people start to murmur nervously. is trapped. Trapped in a hot, stuffy metal box, surrounded by giants, his face pressed into a stranger's side. The flirty girl in the skirt finally looks away from her phone, her eyes scanning the panicked occupants before they land on , stuck at her hip level. A slow, mischievous smirk spreads across her face.
Well,she says, her voice cutting through the nervous chatter.
This just got a lot more interesting. Don't get any funny ideas down there, short stuff.