“Maybe I should apologize to them,” she thought to herself. She took a final drag off of the cigarette and crushed it out in the ashtray, blowing the smoke over the clutch, imagining it covering the tiny people inside.
“Or maybe I should stop apologizing for everything.”
Vanessa grabbed the clutch, her cigarettes, and the ashtray, and with hands full made her way into her bedroom. She slipped her t-shirt off and placed it on her nightstand along with the ashtray, and then opened the clutch and slid the tiny people onto the t-shirt. She saw the tiny people looking up at her in awe.
“My t-shirt should be a comfortable place to sleep. Should you chose to not want my help, I’ll gladly set you outside now and let you free. My only goal is to help you.”
The tiny people huddled and talked for a moment. The woman from earlier turned to Vanessa.
“We’ll stay.”
“Good. I’ll see you in the morning, and we’ll try to get to the bottom of this.”
Vanessa climbed into bed and dozed off.
…
Vanessa awoke and saw the room was still dark. She glanced at her phone.
“3 am. Ugh.”
She got up and made her way into the kitchen and got a drink of water. She slumbered back to bed and sat up, leaning against the headboard. She turned on the tv, keeping the volume low careful not to wake the tiny people.
She looked down at her cigarettes, and, with disappointment, picked them up and fished one out of the pack. She placed it between her lips and lit it, and as smoke curled out of her mouth she heard a faint cough. She removed the cigarette from her lips and saw a tiny woman with her arms and legs wrapped around the filter.
“Wh… why are you on my cigarette?” Vanessa asked.
The tiny woman, who was chubby and had red hair, replied.
“I’m a smoker. I’ve been craving a cigarette, and I thought maybe this would satisfy my cravings. So after you dozed off I snuck into the pack, and I must’ve fell asleep on your cigarette.”
Vanessa stared at the tiny woman a few seconds before sticking the cigarette back into her mouth, and pressing her lips against the filter and the tiny woman. She drug hard before removing the cigarette just a few inches, and blew smoke on the tiny woman’s body.
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