With your heart pounding, you turn around and run toward the house. The stone path that leads from the bench seems like the easiest route. However, it's also where Juliette is walking back with a glass of lemonade.
The view is stunning. At your size, Juliette towers far above you. Looking back toward the grass beneath the bench, you see a few ants still milling about. One stops suddenly and seems to perk up. Waving it's antenna in the air, it's contemplating something. A moment later it looks in your direction.
Between the pounding, enormous feet of your girlfriend heading your way, and an ant that has just taken notice of you for whatever reason, you're trapped. Sure, you could trust Juliette, if you could get her attention. She might just think you're a bug too. Which of course, you'd be stepped on by those pretty feet you love so much.
Another option would be to just run into the grass at the side of the path. But what dangers lurk in there? If you're lucky though, you could just watch Juliette crush your tiny aggressor from there.
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