Melissa walked carelessly down the hallway, staring at her phone screen the entire time. More specifically she was transfixed by the cellphone service symbol in the top corner telling her that she only had one bar available. Frustrated with the spottiness of the internet connection, she huffed and picked up the pace towards the door outside. While Melissa was dealing with her minor inconvenience you were currently dealing with a major one, the pressing weight of your inattentive mother. The simplest step to her was a rollercoaster ride of torture that varied between nauseating weightlessness on the way up and painful pressure once you reconnected with the ground. Each footfall slammed you beneath her worn down, white sole and the carpet beneath you, cementing you further and further into the groove you found yourself in. Nearly 30 seconds of this or so passed by before you heard Melissa open a door and you felt the carpet beneath you be replaced by warm concrete. Unfortunately for you your mother must have gotten the better connection she was looking for once she stepped outside as she then stood still for nearly a minute, presumably typing some stupid caption along with her picture and then sending it out.
After that minute passed you were reminded of the one silver lining that came along with the otherwise pure horror of the Son Squishers club, and that was the fact that it sometimes caused Melissa to remember you when she otherwise would not. The reason was that she would be staring right at a picture of your current predicament up until the moment she sent it to the other club members, and this was usually enough to remind her to free you promptly. Of course other times Melissa's ditziness would win out and she would forget all about you despite the literal reminder staring her in the face, but luckily this wasn't one of those times. Melissa lifted her left foot backwards, exposing you to fresh air and light once more, while peering over her shoulder at her sole.
"Oh jeez Tom sorry, I didn't realize how pancaked in you were down there, let me get you out," she said. You would have sighed in relief if you were physically capable at the moment, as it seemed the initial humor of the situation had finally passed for Melissa and it was replaced with genuine care for you. Taking her fingernail, Melissa crudely scraped against the groove of her sole where you were located, scratching your body a bit roughly but eventually prying your utterly mashed form up and off of the hard rubber! Now with you located in her palm, Melissa dropped her foot back down to the ground and began walking towards the center of the quad.
A minute more of walking passed by as you slowly reformed back into a human shape. Just as you were popping back into normal the two of you heard a woman's voice cry out from behind, "Hey! Melissa? Is that you?!"
Melissa whipped around quickly, forcing you to cling to a finger as to not be thrown clear off of her palm. When you gained your bearings you saw a woman approaching quickly, walking up with a beautiful smile on her face. She seemed familiar from a distance, but as she got closer you finally recognized her. Truthfully, you had never seen this woman in person before, but you knew full well this the most prolific poster in the Son Squishers club, Erin Meyers.
The number of times you had been exposed to the posts in the Son Squishers club in the past you couldn't help but notice that every post by this particular woman could only be described as "too perfect". The predicaments she often got in with her son, Pete, combined with the nearly professional quality of her photos were so absurd that you long suspected them to be staged. Despite the fear this hunch struck in you, you couldn't help but be taken aback by the beauty of this woman. She must have been somewhere around the same age as your own mom if you had to guess, and had maintained her good looks just as well. She had long blonde hair and a set of outrageous curves that showed clearly through the floral dress she was wearing. Part of you was immediately on guard upon seeing this woman, but the less logical part of you was slightly entranced to say the least. Finally she reached Melissa and gave her a huge hug. Thankfully your mom kept you in her hand and swung you around to reciprocate the hug before drawing back and avoiding squashing you for the time being.
"I knew it was you! It's so nice to see you it's been forever! I literally just saw your most recent post, it's hilarious!" She said excitedly to Melissa, chewing what seemed to be gum at the same time. Melissa blushed and held you up before responding, "Oh shucks I guess it was alright, nothing close to yours always are though! Speaking of which, where is Pete at?" Erin made eye contact with you in Melissa's palm before saying, "Oh Tom, I didn't see you there! You looked great in the picture too!" You furrowed your brows in confusion at Erin's compliment as you were quite literally just a tan smear on your mom's shoe at that point, but then she continued, "and I'm not quite sure where Pete is, I met up with him earlier but we must have gotten separated somehow!" As Erin finished her sentence she quickly blew a huge bubble with the gum she was chewing, but to the utter shock of both you and your mom, clear as day on the stretched out surface of the bubble was a human face. And the face belonged to none other than her son! Strangely, Erin seemed to pause for a few seconds with this fully formed bubble in front of her face, and you could have sworn it looked like she was trying to have both of you notice it. Melissa took the bait clearly and whipped out her phone again immediately, snapping a picture of Erin's beautiful face and the distorted face of her son-gum in front of it.
"Oh my god, Erin! That's not gum you're chewing, that's your son!" Melissa said before breaking into a fit of laughter. Erin popped the bubble in clearly fake surprise and you grimaced, knowing full well the pain that Pete must have felt in that moment. She then licked the rest of the "gum" back into her mouth before responding, "Oh dear, no way!" She quickly spat him out into her hand and wiped off the spit on his body. She continued, "Pete I'm so sorry I must have confused you for that stick of gum earlier... but let me see that picture, Melissa!" Your mom turned her phone to face her friend and both women broke into cackles once again. You, meanwhile, were disgusted at the situation. It seemed clear as day to you that this entire scene was orchestrated by Erin, but your mom's ditzy nature and inattentive attitude prevented her from suspecting anything in the slightest. Erin held her hand at nearly the same height as your mother's palm while the two women chatted about how hilarious the photo was, and you looked sympathetically at the tan blob that was Pete while he reformed. Soon enough your mom sent Erin the picture she took and Erin uploaded it to Son Squishers herself. Her son was getting closer to reforming, and you desperately wanted an opportunity to question him about what exactly went on with his mom and her uploads to the club. But then you tuned back into the conversation above you and heard,
"I just started renting out a condo right off of campus! I couldn't stand being so far away from my baby boy so I got this place to stay at whenever I missed him!" Erin said excitedly, "You two should totally come stay the weekend with us, it would be so much fun!" Your eyes went wide at the idea of spending a full weekend with your ditz of a mother and her mischievous new friend. You opened your mouth to respond but before you could speak, Melissa spoke out much louder,
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