As you are reading that you are in fact right on time for the party, a shadow descends upon you. When you notice the rather large and oddly placed shadow around you, it is too late. Five long slender fingers make their way around your body. Your bag is next to your bike and you are lifted up in your boots, jeans and a black long sleeve thermal, with your inhaler in your pocket. You drop your phone, but that is the least of your problems right now.
As quickly as the ordeal begins, your jaw drops when your captor spins her hand so you two can get a good look at one another.
"Hi John." She says, you can't tell if you she is being sincere or sarcastic.
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