It all had happened so fast as Jordan replayed the event in his mind. Sara was talking to him, and he was standing on the side of the sink. Then a second later, it felt like his chest was about to cave in. All the air seemingly dissipated from his body as he gasped for air loudly in a way that you only can when your body has been deprived of it. A feeling of weightlessness overcame Jordan. It was a surreal yet frightening feeling as on one hand, his body was fighting to refill his lungs with air while, on the other hand, it was as if he were flying through the air.
The blissful suspension of disbelief faded as the charade was broken as Jordan splashed into the warm waters of the sink. Breathing deeply several more times, he slowly caught his breath. Jordan ran his hands over his chest as near as he could feel; nothing was broken, but that knowledge did little for the pain that still radiated from his chest.
Jordan knew the flick was nothing to her. It was a playful casual flick of the finger. A harmless prank from a teenager. Jordan could remember doing several to his friends when he was in high school. Now though, it proved to be a reminder of the disparity in their strength. As Jordan treads water, he could see Sara walking toward the shower. At best, the action was probably already a distant memory, but most likely a move already pushed fully from her mind.
Sara hummed a nameless tune as she walked across the bathroom. The sound of her turning on the water for her shower filled the room. She adjusted the handle with one hand while testing the water with another until she got the right temperature. While Jordan swam to the side of the sink. The edge looked further away, then he remembered as he swam, no longer feeling like a relaxing dip. As he reached the edge of the sink, his hands slapped against the side of the stone sink. The polished interior created its own problem for the diminutive man as the surface proved much too smooth for him to climb. It was deflating to see his hands slide down the side of the sink. Even using his feet for leverage proved fruitless, and the rim where he once stood was so well out of reach.
“SARA!!” Jordan yelled, having to resort to calling to her for help. However, his shrunken vocal cords were enveloped and lost in the expansive bathroom. The sound of hot water pelting against the shower tile and her humming was enough to drown him out. Jordan pushed himself away from the side of the sink and floated toward the middle of the sink. He was helplessly stuck in this teen’s bathroom sink, and there was nothing he could do about it until she finished her shower.
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