July 29th excerpt:

Jacob was still messing awkwardly with his tie when Dean stepped out of the bathroom. His suit was on, and he was absently adjusting the collar when he spotted Jacob’s trouble. “So I guess this means it fits?” Dean asked casually as he came over to the table, eyeing up how the suit sat on Jacob’s shoulders. “Maybe not perfect, but beggars can’t be choosers…” He trailed off as he leaned in towards Jacob. They both already knew it was hard to find good clothing in Jacob’s size.

“Lemme give you a hand…” Dean offered as he reached automatically for the tiny tie Jacob was trying to straighten. He doubted a guy the size of a finger had much use for clothing so fancy, unless there were pint-sized balls by the mice in the walls.

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