"Just some dust" she mumbles. Is that all you are to her? Dust on her finger. It terrifies you to think that, almost as much as her approaching finger terrifies you. "WAIT WAIT WAI-" she flicks you.
From her perspective she just picked up a speck and then flicked it away, for you, you are hurtling through the air from the impact.
You aren't sure where your landing is about to take you, but you hope it's a soft one!
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