It's been a week since you had shrunk in your dorm room. You never thought being a clean freak and living alone were bad things until you had shrunken. With barely a crumb on the floor to survive off of and no one coming home to discover you. You feared that you would starve to death all alone, your remains crushed underfoot and and unaware by some new freshman as he moved in next semester. You shuddered at the thought and shook it away, convincing yourself to be positive.
You had tried to leave before under the dorm room into the hallway outside but it had almost cost you your life. You unfortunately lived right next door to the men's dorm bathroom where everyone showered on this floor (which is probably why you got the place to yourself in the first place). You had tried leaving before but the amount of literal foot traffic kept you from leaving. You had almost died the last time, shuddering you remembered that event in vivid detail:
You had tried to leave before under the dorm room into the hallway outside but it had almost cost you your life. You unfortunately lived right next door to the men's dorm bathroom where everyone showered on this floor (which is probably why you got the place to yourself in the first place). You had tried leaving before but the amount of literal foot traffic kept you from leaving. You had almost died the last time, shuddering you remembered that event in vivid detail: