The young woman stares at you intensively, brushing her long, bright, blonde hair away from her blue eyes. A smile slowly forms across her face as she speaks.
"Well aren't you just the cutest little thing I ever did see! My name is Christina. What's your name little guy?" she says with a beaming smile, her minty breath overwhelming your nonsterols.
"S-Sam" you reply nervously.
"Well nice to meet you Sam." replies Christina, pretending to be formal.
You can't put your finger on it but Christina makes you feel really nervous. Maybe it's because the last time a girl flirted with you, you got shrunk; or, maybe it's because she didn't seem too surprised in seeing a tiny man. You try and convince yourself that she may just be a bubbly person.
"Please, you have to help me. I've been shrunk by this crazy woman and I just escaped from some other strange woman's purse!" you beg, wasting no time
Christina gives you a mischievous smirk which gives you a ominous feeling that surges through your tiny body.
"Help you? Why on earth would I help you?" laughs Christina. "It's not everyday you find a tiny man laying around."
"But you can't..!"
Before you can finish your thought Christina puts her giant finger against your mouth, preventing you from speaking.
"Uh uh uh little one, no backtalk" she says tauntingly.
Your heart sinks as you realize that Christina has no intention of helping you.
"I don't know how you were shrunk but I'm not going to pass up this opportunity, so you're coming with me!"
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