After an hour or so, Valerie's eyes starts closing, and pretty soon she is fast asleep. This is a perfect opportunity to escape, Phil thinks. He starts to slide out of her blouse. She is free and beginning to climb down her body to freedom. His movements tickle her, however, causing her hand to scratch where he is. During one of her scratch movements, the train simultaneously hit a bump causing her to hand to swing a little harder than usual and inadvertently hit herself in the stomach right where Phil is. Valerie is startled from sleep, confused as to why she hit herself and notices Phil climbing down.
"Where do you think you are going?" she questions angrily. She's not sure exactly what happened but of the theory that he is somehow to blame for her strange punch.
"I ahh am ahh going to get drinks," he makes up bluffing.
"Really. I try to make you nice and comfortable in my blouse, but here you try to escape and make me hit myself! If you want to play that game, no more Mrs. Nice anymore."
She grabs Phil from her stomach and drops him into her sneaker.
"Have a fun train ride now. See you in two days."
"No wait, you don't understand," Phil pleads, but he is muffled as her foot joins him. Phil isn't sure if she even heard him.
Phil is squashed and pressed under her smelly and sweaty toes. His face smeared against her sock. He is there for what seems like forever until finally Valerie lets him out. He feels a hand come to his relieve carrying him out. He can barely move as he is lifted up to Valorie's face. When does she let him out?
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