You head to the kitchen, casually watching the tiny cleaners working hard, scrubbing your floors. You open the nearest cabinet and pick up a glass, one with a 1-inch tall man stuck inside. You instantly recognise him. He's one of the groups of tiniest that had tried to run away last week. You had taken care of four of them already, crushing them with your beautiful feet. This one probably tried to hide out in the glass cabinet until he could get to safety, but he somehow got stuck in one of the glasses, but it's not like you minded it. You didn't need to speak, you shouldn't have to. He knew exactly what he had done, and he knew exactly what his fate was to be. Pouring some ice water into the glass, you watched gleefully as he tried his best to cling to one of the bigger ice cubes floating in the water. You took a sip every few seconds, not trying to eat him right away. All of the ice would eventually melt. He was just postponing his death for the time being.
After a few minutes, that is what happened. You looked down at his pathetic little body, which was flailing around inside the glass that now just had water in it, nothing else. You tip the cup at an angle, making sure he slid in between your lips completely before closing them. You then proceed to swallow his body whole, with no remorse.
You feel his tiny form slide down your throat. Smiling from the refreshing drink, you continue your day.
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