It’s still all about teenagers and sci-fi cosmetics, genetic tech to modify bodies for the sake of looking good.
I cleared my throat, brought out the pocket-Smart, and then with a shrug I just let him see the list. It wasn’t like I really had a problem talking to strangers, but that seemed easier. He scanned the list and tapped a few things on a monitor screen that was turned away from me.
“Okay, we’ll have to test if you’ve still got growth spurt potential, but we should be able to get you to your target height in about three weeks. Do you mind if you get taller, later? Your body might have its own ideas about when it wants to grow?”
Since the cookies for comments deal was fun last time, I’m continuing it for this week. 😉