Melissa's long hair was really getting in you face, and it was frustrating to feel. She swept her hair off to the side and tied it up. That was one less discomfort, you thought.
Melissa then breathes in your face. Literally. She straight up just breathed in your face. Through her mouth. Again, she breathed deeply in your face with her mouth wide open. As your sister does so, her stale breath hits your face hard. Urgh! It was so stale. Your sister's friends just laughed, as she puffed her smelly breath in your face.
Her breath was bad. It smelt so stale, presumably from all the sport she'd done that day. You hated her bad breath so much. She was known for having particularly stinky breath, but what she was doing to you was mean. She just blew and blew her repulsive breath in your face. And to put the cherry on the cake, you were being humiliated in front of all of Melissa's friends.
It was so cold when she blew softly up your nose. Her breath was stank of rotton food, a distinct and horrible stench that came from your sister's mouth that you couldn't stand. It was disgusting. It was gross. Melissa's breath was simply filthy.
Her friends just laughed, and shouted remarks like "make him sniff it," and "good job, girl!" Melissa was motivated by this, leaning down and getting right up close to you to deliver large, stinky puffs of her stale breath. The bacteria in her mouth from all the sport was evident by the way that her breath stank. She really made sure the stench of her breath made itself apparent to you, sticking her tongue of to give even more bad breath to you. "This is what you deserve, don't be so rude all the time, Johnny," Melissa started, before blowing in your face for a solid fifteen seconds, "my breath stinks and you're going to endure its stench!" Before continuing the bad breath ordeal without further ado.
She went on for a good five minutes more, with her friends laughing at you. The smell was so bad that you coughed. SLAP! Melissa whacked you really hard across the face stared at you intimidatingly, shaking her head and tut-tutting. "Tut-tut-tut-tut-tut, she went, "clearly you can't take it from me without complaints. "Time to make you spend some time with someone else," she says.
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