The boy's thunderous footsteps crash toward you at a rapid pace as he makes a beeline toward the kitchen, crushing discarded ramen containers and other detritus underfoot with each advancing motion. He idly adjusts his crotch through his bright orange pants as he draws ever closer, smiling a bit in anticipation of the coming snack. he seems completely oblivious to you, removing his sweat stained shirt and tossing it in a bundle about half a foot away. He kicks off his shoes haphazardly, and one of the deadly projectiles almost flattens you! You can feel the wind rushing over your head. Frantically, you glance about your surroundings for some shelter or escape...
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