Not wasting a second, you run into a corner of the room, the stomping of the giantess getting closer as she tries to crush you. Not even caring about your destination, only that you desperately wanted to live. This is why the pile of clothes is your destination as you dive inside.
"Hey, whatcha doin' you little perv?" Margot scoffs as the bug disappears into her laundry. She pokes her foot inside, barely missing Jack. "Come back out. I'm not done playing."
Jack stayed put, not caring about the clothing he found himself inside.
"Well, I needed to grab something anyway, so you better hope you're hidden, little pervert!" Margot states as she reached into the pile and grabbed the ____ that Jack hid inside.
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