You feel a strong pull towards your fellow trolls, and despite frequently being looked DOWN upon (Ha ha, yes, that's right, size puns.) you are hopeful that today will be different. At least, you hope your efforts to not be overlooked will have a less painful result than last time.
You know of a couple trolls around these parts who could potentially help you in your quest to alleviate your loneliness. True, one of them pursued you like some form of small game lusus, only to spit out your badly chewed body when it didn't taste quite right, and the other found you passed out and sewed you into a very uncomfortable dress so tightly that you ended up stuck for hours, unable to speak up about your plight due to the cotton stuffed in your mouth. But if you let every tiny, life-threatening misstep get to you, you wouldn't be where you were right now!
Which was... where exactly? You can't seem to figure out where you ended up while reminiscing on your past near-death experiences. Oops.
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