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Chapter #9
Flung
by: Unknown
Preparing your most diplomatic tone, you step into her field of vision. Her already massive eyes pop open even wider. You could lose yourself in them--literally.
"Excuse me," you say. "I don't mean to intrude, but I'm having a situation--"
With a shout, the mega-blonde bounces up into a sitting position. The bouncing is the part you could've done without. Every action does indeed have an equal and opposite reaction. As her massive form crashes down, the springy mattress catapults you into the air. Your whole world spins as you soar higher and higher. For a split-second, you hang nearly motionless in the air before gravity shoves you toward a thin carpet (apparently) hundreds of feet below.
This is it, you realize. A small handful of times over the years, in your more morbid moments, you wondered how you'd someday meet your end--Old age? Saving a kid from a burning building? A victim of a shooting? Nope, your end comes courtesy of a giant girl and a cheap mattress.
Or it would have, if not for the giant girl's quick reflexes. She hopped off her bed and caught you, mere inches above the floor. The abrupt landing knocks the wind out of you, but you'll live.
You look up at the humongous, gorgeous face leaning over you. She neither smiles nor frowns.
She says, "I am so sorry about that! Now would you like to explain what's going on?"
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