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Ray went to his old house, but he changed Norman's hoodie and wore shorts. Norman came with him as they explored his old house since his mom wasn't home. She allowed them in since they called though. Ray sighed as he looked at his old room. That's when he saw the doorway where they measured his height. He lined up and Norman marked it so Isabella could have a clue that they were there. Ray stood as straight as possible.

"Aww.." Norman giggled. Ray looked angry and turned around to see where Norman marked his height...

"This has to be some kind of joke! What's my real height?" Ray yelled. Norman saw he was dead serious and sighed.

"Ray..that is your height.." Norman said.

When he was fifteen, he was 5'1, when he was fourteen, he was 5', when he was thirteen, he was 4'9. He's 4'10. 

"HOW DID I LOOSE HEIGHT!!?"

"maybe cause of the coma?"

"Huh..." Ray said. He looked at the chart and sighed. He put his head to Norman's chest. Norman wrapped his arms around the small omega and hugged him tightly. He felt his shirt get wet slowly and Ray's shoulders bouncing. He pet his back very gently and picked him up. He buckled him into the front seat and drove away. He kept looking back at Ray as he drove.

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