This choice: Not well, the girl spots Jack as he's climbing and mistakes him for a bug • Go Back...Chapter #5Nastily disposed of by: Tisch   Needing the student's attention as soon as he could get it, Jack quickly started to climb the front chair leg of the seat she was in, just beside her right leg. In no time, Jack had made it to the girl's seat and began climbing the back of her chair. He had made it about halfway when trouble struck. "Huh? What the heck?" Jack looked up to find the girl having turned to him, her bright eyes widened in surprised. "Oh... hey," Jack meekly replied. It appeared the girl hadn't heard him as her look of surprise turned to one of disgust. "Unbelievable, why didn't they disclose to me that the dorm had bugs?" Jack was taken aback by the words of the student before her dark hand came racing at him. There wasn't anything he could do to dodge it, he was climbing the chair and had no platform to run or jump. It was inevitable that the girl was going to get him.
*PINCH*
Somewhat delicately pinching Jack in between her index finger and thumb, the girl stood up out of her chair and walked over to a case of paper towels she had. "I've never seen one of these before though, it almost looks human," she spoke to herself. Jack wanted to yell out and confirm that he was, in fact, a person, but Jasmine started rolling her fingers together, smushing him in between them. Jack struggled as the ignorant student drained the energy out of him, casually rubbing her fingers together as if it was nothing. Jack groaned and muttered before his energy completely left him and he went limp. Though he couldn't move, Jack was very much still awake. Once Jasmine could no longer feel Jack moving, she had presumed she killed it. Setting in a torn off paper towel, the giant student looked down on Jack with a mixture of intrigue and annoyance in her face. "That's just weird," she said. Then, a devious grin formed. Jack groggily looked up at the student and noticed that she had pursed her plump, brown lips. "What's she doing?" he thought. Then, a stream of saliva dropped from her mouth.
*SPLUT*
Covering Jack, the girl's spit disbursed around a little area of the paper towel. The student laughed. "That's what you little bastards get for trying to come into my room. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes." Disgusted, Jack wiped his face clear of the somewhat thick substance to see the girl, Jasmine, folding up the paper towel. "Now to take you to where you belong." The girl then crunched the folded paper towel in her hand and the immediate pressure undid Jack's endurance.
*CRUNCH*
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After just a few minutes between finding Jack and collecting him, Jasmine had spit on him, smushed him into a ball, and was now throwing him in the trash. She looked into her room's trash bin and noticed it needed taking out. "Ew, right where you belong, freak," Jasmine grimaced. She tossed him onto the surface of the collection of disgusting garbage, consisting of used tampons, pads, leftover food, and various nail clippings. The girl tied the bag shut and lifted it to take it out to the dorm's trash bin.
Inside the bag, Jack could hardly move or even speak for that matter. He had awaken after the life force was sucked out of him for a moment. He awoke to a new revolting home. He had become loose from the paper towel and was now tossed into a collection of the black student's used materials. The smell alone was unbearable, and combine that with the unsettling feeling Jack got when he touched these things, it was no surprise that he would slowly fall unconscious, this time for good.
Just a minute later, Jasmine threw the trash bag into the large bin that was ready to be collected. She shook her head in disgust about the bin and walked back to her room. She would never know or understand that she had been the demise of a little person, disposing of him in the same way as one would a used tissue. What an unfortunate end for Jack...  |
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