"ugh." You moan, rubbing your eyes and taking a quick glace around at your surroundings. It appears that you've landed on top of her chair. Underneath you is a soft, pink pillow made out of fabric, some of it poking out. This was obviously a chair that'd been frequently used. In front of you was her desk, made of wood and towering what looked like 20 feet above you. It looks like if you're to get off this chair, you'll have to jump down a very large distance about 50 feet, not likely.
However, before you're able to make a decision to choose what to do next, you hear a large creaking noise behind you. Kelsey has woken up and was getting out of bed! She stands up, rubbing her eyes and then stretching her arms above her head giving a great big yawn and stretching her pajamas to show a little bit of skin on her belly. She looks over at her desk, glancing at her computer and decides she's going to spend some time on the internet.
Seems you've got two choices, neither of them looking very good for you.
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