"Oh thank God," you breathe as you see the hands reach for the air blower. The sound that follows is like a hurricane, but you're still glad you're alive and not spread across that girl's palms like so much human jam. Then to your terror you see her reach in your direction. "No.. NO!.. NOOO!!!" But your cries are as useless as before even when she stands mere inches away. You feel the towel shudder as she tears it from the dispensary and you feel your stomach lurch as you soar upward. "But she already dried her hands," you very nearly cry. Then you see the tissue is travelling toward her nose. Her dark nostrils expand like cosmic black holes and as you can get closer you can see the inside, as unplucked as this hippie chicks legs are unshaven. You groan with revulsion, realizing what she's about to do. Now that she was done blowing her hands she intended to blow her nose, WITH YOU! In the mere moments you have you consider letting go...Below you see the small cliff created by her flat chest and below that the void. Bugs can fall a ways with no real damage, so maybe it's worth a try.
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