You see the girl reaching for your jar but she stops and notices the price tag. Her expression changes from excitement to utter disappointment and she sadly walks away. You figure that what you're selling for was too expensive for her. You let out a sigh of relief, happy that you won't end up in that girl's stomach. However reality kicks in again and you know that sooner or later someone with enough money will want to buy you and gobble you up. You start to panic and you frantically bang on the jar in a futile attempt to escape. Jen, working nearby notices you pathetic efforts and walks over to you. She leans close to your glass prison and laughs as you bang on the glass on the verge of tears.
"Keep fighting little guy. My customers love feisty little men" she says, mockingly.
After hearing that, you finally relent. You don't want to give Jen the pleasure of watching you hopelessly resist nor do you want to draw attention to yourself. With nothing left to do, you sit down in the jar and bury your face in your legs. Despite the hopelessness of your situation, you hold back your tears, trying to keep your dignity. Suddenly you hear the loud booms of someone's footsteps coming towards you. Unfortunately for you, Jen told one of her customers interested in buying a tiny how you were fighting a moment ago, and where to find you. You look up in horror as you see the giant hand of _______ reaching for you.
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