The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop- A Role Play

Take rolled his eyes.
He picked up his shoe and slipped it over his injured foot, then made his way down the stairs.
“Which way?”
"This way." Kyle jumped down one step. Cam's figure was now silhouetted in the doorway. He couldn't tell if she was looking at him, and he squinted through the gloom.
~
Cam in fact, was looking at the little man stranded on the steps. "How did you get all the way over there?" she wondered. "You poor thing."
Cam walked down the steps and Kyle just couldn't hop down the steps fast enough. Cam scooped him up. Kyle squirmed and struggled until he realised just how large the space between him and the ground was growing. "Dnt pick mee ulp," he squeaked. Cam grasped him tightly, gently, and brought him to eye level. His small, scared blue eyes connected with her own big, doe-like brown eyes framed with thick, fluttering lashes.
He was light, almost like a tiny plush doll and pleasantly squishy. It took all of her willpower not to squeeze him to death. She wondered if a giant would feel like that if they picked up a human being.
Kyle looked into those big eyes and the curve of her wide pink lips and her largish nose and seemed to notice her acne and imperfections for the first time. It was so hard when faces were so far away. Kyle usually noticed these things on a child's face before they squeezed the stuffing out of him. "Please do not squeeze me..." he pleaded.
But she did not. Instead, she released a warm breath which seemed to settle on his skin. Minty. And she set him down with a pat on his head.
"Hey!" Kyle glared at her. He hated head pats. Stormily, he hopped down the remaining steps.
Noticing Take's inquisitive glance, Cam looked up at his brownish-orange face. "He's squishy," she informed him. And she skipped back up the steps.
 
(Sorry for not responding, guys, I was busy.)

Blair had just stared as Kipp was taken captive in the spider web. Just stared as Fred stabbed it to death. The real Blair wanted out, and was relentless, leaving her frozen still.
Only after Kipp and Fred had fled did the wolf win the battle against Blair, and stayed in control. "Kipper?" She called, her voice low.
The only response was the soft thud of many legs falling. She turned slowly, and clumsily making its way down the stairs was a massive, dark-colored spider. It's many eyes were trained on her, before it went airborne.
She had never seen a spider move so fast or jump so high and far as she was knocked to the ground, the arachnid's fangs snapping wildly, missing her face by mere inches. A snarl rose in her throat as she struggled, twisting, turning, clawing violently with sharp nails, anything to free herself from the cage of legs.
She yelped sharply as fangs missed her face by less then an inch, her eyes glowing golden with rage. If she could just bring her legs up...
But they were trapped.
By silk.
Then she realized she was rapidly being wound up in the silk, that she couldn't free her legs from in her position. And so, she lashed out with her claws, a snarling scream escaping her throat, along with a myriad of swearing.
 
Fred gulped “I’m so sorry KIpp I didn’t realise your leg was injured”
"I'm fine." He answered. I didn't kill it, go. Go go go. He urged him silently. He had no idea what kind of effects the spider bite would have. Most spiders were too small to be any real threat to humans. But being caught would mean being eaten, most likely while still alive.
 
"This way." Kyle jumped down one step. Cam's figure was now silhouetted in the doorway. He couldn't tell if she was looking at him, and he squinted through the gloom.
~
Cam in fact, was looking at the little man stranded on the steps. "How did you get all the way over there?" she wondered. "You poor thing."
Cam walked down the steps and Kyle just couldn't hop down the steps fast enough. Cam scooped him up. Kyle squirmed and struggled until he realised just how large the space between him and the ground was growing. "Dnt pick mee ulp," he squeaked. Cam grasped him tightly, gently, and brought him to eye level. His small, scared blue eyes connected with her own big, doe-like brown eyes framed with thick, fluttering lashes.
He was light, almost like a tiny plush doll and pleasantly squishy. It took all of her willpower not to squeeze him to death. She wondered if a giant would feel like that if they picked up a human being.
Kyle looked into those big eyes and the curve of her wide pink lips and her largish nose and seemed to notice her acne and imperfections for the first time. It was so hard when faces were so far away. Kyle usually noticed these things on a child's face before they squeezed the stuffing out of him. "Please do not squeeze me..." he pleaded.
But she did not. Instead, she released a warm breath which seemed to settle on his skin. Minty. And she set him down with a pat on his head.
"Hey!" Kyle glared at her. He hated head pats. Stormily, he hopped down the remaining steps.
Noticing Take's inquisitive glance, Cam looked up at his brownish-orange face. "He's squishy," she informed him. And she skipped back up the steps.
Take bursted out laughing as he watched Kyle being manhandled by Cam. Wiping his tears of laughter away, “Be glad she helped you out a little there..” he said smugly. He didn’t know he actually wanted someone to try to pick up small Kyle like that and humiliate him. He grinned at Cams comment of Kyle being squishy, he wanted to laugh some more, but they had someplace to be.
 
Take bursted out laughing as he watched Kyle being manhandled by Cam. Wiping his tears of laughter away, “Be glad she helped you out a little there..” he said smugly. He didn’t know he actually wanted someone to try to pick up small Kyle like that and humiliate him. He grinned at Cams comment of Kyle being squishy, he wanted to laugh some more, but they had someplace to be.
Kyle’s face turned a delicate shade of pink, and his crisp, bright voice struggled to stay steady. “I thoght we outa be somewhere,” he sputtered, wiping his hair back into place running round the corner into the stairwell he had just performed his amazing flip in. Oh. More stairs? You have got to be kidding me.
Scraping together every shred of dignity he had left, Kyle jumped to reach the edge of the step above him and began his reluctant descent, while Take watched.
 
Kyle’s face turned a delicate shade of pink, and his crisp, bright voice struggled to stay steady. “I thoght we outa be somewhere,” he sputtered, wiping his hair back into place running round the corner into the stairwell he had just performed his amazing flip in. Oh. More stairs? You have got to be kidding me.
Scraping together every shred of dignity he had left, Kyle jumped to reach the edge of the step above him and began his reluctant descent, while Take watched.
“You really shouldn’t have left your cat behind, I mean, look at yourself.” Take rebuked, watching the little man pathetically as he made progress up the stairs step by step.
“I’m going ahead, you should have Ellie carry you or something” he advised abruptly, climbing the stairs and disappearing from view as he ascended.
 
“You really shouldn’t have left your cat behind, I mean, look at yourself.” Take rebuked, watching the little man pathetically as he made progress up the stairs step by step.
“I’m going ahead, you should have Ellie carry you or something” he advised abruptly, climbing the stairs and disappearing from view as he ascended.
“I don’t need your help anyways!” Kyle snapped. Three... Four...
 

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