Nate didn't know what to do when he watched a gigantic Marissa step into the cramped store room. Her white and pink sneakers shook the floor and he marveled at seeing her body work beneath her tan pants and tight pink shirt. Her massive face was framed under her long brown hair and those gleaming cat eyes scanned the shelves. "OKAY, WHAT DID HE DO WITH THE OATMEAL...?" She asked aloud, unaware of the tiny man on the floor.
Nate found himself wondering what she'd do if she found him down here...would she think he was a bug and step on him? Would she step on him even if she found out it was him? He had no idea how Marissa would react to his tiny form, and he wasn't sure he wanted to find out at all. He began to run for the safety of the boxes as she began to move again.
She walked further into the room, her massive right foot landing just inches from Nate before moving on to the shattered jar of green stuff. "WHAT THE HELL, DID SOMEONE SPILL THIS AND NOT CLEAN IT UP?" She asked herself aloud, her slight country accent showing through. She sighed exasperatly and bent over to clean it up.
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