"Get a hold of yourself Rouge!" Rouge shook herself back to her senses and ran down the staircase. She opened a door at the bottom which led to what seemed like a factory setting. She didn't get why this was in an office building...but she did hear something that freaked her out. Voices!
"Who is it?" She heard calling out from the other end of the room. She had to hide quickly! She couldn't fly, since that would create too much noise, and she would be more likely to attract attention. So she had to run, still covering herself with her hands, to a small corner with multiple boxes stacked around them. She crouched down and hugged her knees over her oversized breasts, listening carefully if anyone was going to peek around the corner...
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