You begin your trek across the bed. It doesn't take long. Natasha is very still aside from her hands tangling in her hair. You almost made it. Unfortunately you are wearing dark clothing and Natasha's bedding is pale yellow. Whack! You are smushed into the mattress with so much force it knocks the wind out of you.
Natasha reaches for her foot and pulls off her flip flop. "Hang on,Kita.." Whack! She keeps the pressure on for a while just to make sure the bug is dead. Unfortunately it is still moving. She squints at the creature. Rubs her eyes and looks again. She sees that, sure enough, her boyfriend seems to have shrunk. "Gotta go, Kita."
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