Keri in Unaware Phone Call CL
Keri's phone rang, and she absentmindedly reached for it without even looking up from her laptop. Her eyes darted across the screen, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she typed out a response to whoever was on the other end of the line. She didn't notice the tiny figure that had just entered the room.
The person, who was barely visible, cautiously approached Keri. They watched as she continued to work, oblivious to their presence. The tiny figure tried to hide behind a chair, but Keri's movements were so erratic that it was difficult to stay hidden.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Keri settled down and took a deep breath. Her phone rang again, and she sighed, rolling her eyes. "Hello?" she said into the phone, not bothering to look up this time.
The tiny figure let out a sigh of relief and slowly emerged from its hiding spot. They watched as Keri's eyes stayed glued to her laptop screen, her fingers tapping away on the keyboard. The tiny figure couldn't help but admire her focus—it was almost mesmerizing.
As Keri finished her call, she finally noticed the figure in front of her. She leaned back in her chair, her eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice laced with annoyance.
The tiny figure tried to come up with an excuse, but before they could speak, Keri stood up, causing the tiny figure to flinch. She towered over them, her phone still clutched in her hand. "Didn't you hear me?" she asked, her voice raised. "I asked what you're doing here."
The tiny figure shook their head, trying to disappear into the carpet beneath them. "I-I just wanted to see how you were doing," they stammered, their voice barely above a whisper.
Keri let out a laugh, shaking her head. "Well, you certainly have a strange way of showing it," she said, her eyes rolling. "Fine, stay if you must. But don't get in my way."
With that, Keri sat back down and began typing again, her focus unbroken. The tiny figure watched her for a moment, feeling both intimidated and infatuated. They couldn't help but admire her determination and strength.
As the hours passed, Keri's energy seemed to wane. She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and stretched out her legs. The tiny figure's eyes were drawn to her feet—she wore a pair of sandals that were slightly worn down at the heel, exposing the soft skin beneath.
Keri stood up, towering over the tiny figure once again. "I'm done for the night," she said, picking up her phone and laptop. "Come on, let's go."
The tiny figure hesitated, glancing at the flats lying nearby. They were small, but they might provide some shelter from Keri's towering presence. With a quick glance around the room, they decided to take their chances.
As Keri walked towards the door, the tiny figure scurried over to the flats and slipped into them. They breathed a sigh of relief as the flats encased them, providing a sense of safety.
Just as Keri was about to leave, she noticed the flats by the door. She picked them up, studying them closely. They were worn and slightly dirty, but still held their shape. With a smirk, she slipped her feet into the flats, imagining how it would feel to have someone else's tiny feet in her shoes.
As she left the room, the tiny figure peeked out from the flats, watching as Keri's footsteps faded into the distance. They couldn't help but feel a strange mix of fear and excitement, knowing that Keri was now wearing their flats—a small piece of them clinging to her strong, powerful presence.
