You slowly but surely make your way towatds the lounging Maribelle. She sat humming a deceptively sweet tune. You keep marching towards her feet as she absentmindedly played with her parasol. You stare at the cream colored towers as you begin to wonder just how in the hell you will get her attention. You check your pockets you have a cellphone fully charged with no service, car keys, and a wallet.
You take out the car keys sticking the key through the stocking scratching her foot. " Ow! What what was that?... And now i'm talking to myself." She said looking around embarrassed. You yelled up at her causeing her to look down. She grimaced at you rising to her feet. She lifts her giant foot above you but hesitates. Will she investigate, or simply try to crush the "bug"
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