You jog over to the part of the room with the door. No use sprinting now, because you might need to later.
As you near the area, you realize how small you are. You aren't even tall enough to reach the lowest zipper on Kelsey's pack! You see she has an assortment of key chains hanging on it and if it comes down to it, you could climb those. Before that though, you look at her door.
If the bag was big, then the pink-as-hell door was larger than life. You shuffled towards the open side hoping to check to see if the coast was clear when the door shoots open. You fall on your backside as a massive foot smashes down next to your legs. Shocked at how close you came to having your legs crushed, you can only stare as the person who appears to be a male of around six or seven rushes towards Kelsey. Your friend gets off her seat and walks towards the door. Still stunned, you do nothing as her polished toes climb over you and her soft sole grinds you into the pink carpet. As soon as her foot lifted, the foot of the child landed onto you as well. Even though he was so young, his foot was still a good two inches longer than you and his step showed it. With one simple movement, his toes smacked your face, the ball of his foot compressed your chest and his heel smashed your legs as he followed his sister.
It doesn't take too long for you to shakily climb to your feet. Without even twitching, a 16 year old and a 7 year old used you like a welcome rug. You feel abused and ashamed, but inside, you know you are lucky that the magic makes it hard for you to die. With this knowledge, and the knowledge that there are at least two giants stomping around outside of Kelsey's room, you refine your plan and decide to...
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