You start to yell that you need help but she only laughs and pulls a cigarette and lighter from her pants pocket. She lights up one of the huge sticks and takes a deep draft holding it in, obviously experienced with it. Then she leans forward and purses her lips blowing a tremendous cloud of smoke about you. Hacking and coughing you stumble, your eyes watering as she laughs at you.
"Geeze dude you such a lightweight. Hey if you can't smoke why don't you go over there and loosen my shoes up for me at least?"
Though she phrases it like a question you know it's not. Smirking, instead of waiting for you to move she lifts one long leg and drops the sneaker just inches from you with a heavy thud causing you to jump. Whimpering meekly you approach the monstrous black and white shoe, finding your body no bigger than the swoosh on its side. With it pointed somewhat up you clamber up atop it and begin tugging at the laces. The knot itself comes undone easily enough with one good two handed tug.
"Hey now I said loosen em, so get loosening shorty don't just untie em."
She wiggles her foot nearly throwing you and obediently you begin pulling on the rest of the laces pulling them from the holes slightly and then moving to the next pair. Without about half of them pulled loose you press your back against her foot and get your own feet wedge down against the inside portion of the shoe and begin pushing to try and loosen it from her foot. A strong smell emanates from her sock after a long day of standing while at work and she laughs.
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