"This is what I mean," Rich declared in irritated fashion. "You guys need to take care of your own trash. That's why we have a dumpster behind the dorm."
The other guy, looking uninterested, shrugged. His mountainous shoulders moved beneath the tight T-shirt that covered his torso. "Fine," Mark said shortly. "I'll take out the damn trash!"
As Eric peered from the depths of the trash can, he saw one of Mark's muscular arms reach for the can. "No, please," the shrunken man shouted. "I'm in here!"
The speck-sized man began sliding along the sleek envelope as the good-looking college student effortlessly grabbed the trash can. He screamed as he plunged off the envelope and fell into the rest of the trash, which was launched into motion as the college student carried the small waste can toward the back of the dorm residence. As Eric fell deeper into the mix of trash, he recoiled from the horrible smells. He cried out in disgust as he landed in a pool of some sort of sticky, slimy liquid.
"I've got to get out of here," he screamed. He had to get help. He must return to his lab.
"I've got to..."
His declaration was cut short when Mark turned the can upside down, dumping the tiny man and an avalanche of garbage into the enormous dumpster located on a concrete slab in back of the dorm.
The tiny man landed on something hard that robbed him of his breath. He could only gaze skyward, getting one last glimpse of Mark's handsome face before the titan smacked the side of the can to empty the last of the garbage. Eric watched as a crushing volume of garbage headed toward him.
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