..oblivious to what she had just done, since mulch usually finds its way onto the short entrance path to her home. As soon as her foot stepped down onto the small car. Vanessa just assumed it was a piece mulch and didn't even attempt to look down at it. With you having no ability to stop your running fast enough you end up slamming yourself into the front of Vanessa's huge sandal. But right as you impact with the sandal. Vanessa was getting ready to walk forward and in the process of moving her foot, she having no clue that you are there had kicked you in the direction of her open front door.
You fly through the air *screaming*, you try your best to look in the direction that you are going but with the speed and air pushing back. you find it hard to keep your eyes open. Through the open doorway and into Vanessa's giant home you go. Hoping that you survive this fly, you brace yourself as best as you can. You suddenly become trapped in darkness and a terrible odor. As your fortunate enough to hit a foam like wall.
Sliding to the surface below. You begin to feel yourself up for any injuries and seeing that you were lucky to go injury free. You start to take in your surroundings. And right away the awful odor that you smelled when entering this dark cave has come back stronger then before. The best way you could describe it was like foot, sweat, and wet dog. It was truly bad smelling and as you try to lean against the wall that you just slid done, you feel the damp, soft surface and look to the round opening of the "cave". Seeing all this indicated to you right away what this "cave". Was one of Vanessa's Boot's.
Knowing that you don't want to be breathing in Vanessa's disgusting foot sweat, you bolt yourself out. And once your out you make some distance away from the smell, Making a quick look back you Vanessa's black Dr.Martens laying on there side. Realizing you made some good distance you catch your breath. And looking up you see Vanessa entering her home.
Vanessa just casually closes her door over, unaware of the brief torture she put her blind date through. She straight at a digital clock sitting on her dinning room table. Seeing that it reads 6:00pm she says out loud "Wow he's about 10 mins late now. *checks her phone* And still no word from him. He better have a good excuse for not at least contacting me with going to be a bit late or something like that. But I guess I'll give him five more mins before giving him a call" Vanessa finishes saying this and walks into her family living room to sit down.
Hearing the word call you feel stupid for not even thinking about it sooner your phone. You then begin checking your pocket for your phone...
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