You stand now tiny on the table. You’re not super tiny. You still loom over the crumbs of Randy’s half-eaten sandwich.
You look around when suddenly a tan hand grabs you. You have just enough time to see blue fingernail polish. Before you’re lifted and come face-to-face. With your crush Vanessa.
“ Hey, what you do that for?” Wines, Randy.
“ you know the rules no male giants,” Vanessa says like you’re supposed to know what that means.
“ Are you trying to get this deleted?”.
“ People have deleted for less than that” Randy says, with a sigh.
“ anyways, I’m late for my shift and Mike’s coming with me” then lifteing her hand to her lips. She kisses you and says.
“ wouldn’t you rather come with me anyways?” It would’ve been hot, but the baby voice ruined the moment. But you have no time to think about that, as Vanessa swiftly turns and walks off. Back to her job at?
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