You peeked out the sock, adrenaline still pumping as you watched the girl look around. Her long black hair soon irritated her enough for her to blow it lazily away from her right as as she wandered forward with strange grace. Nerves got the best of you as you slowly retreated into the black cavern of her sock. Just as you made a safe distance, something hit you like a train.

Erika frowned as she wandered forward, unsure where to look.
"I only left him for a minute..." She sighed softly as she peered tiredly around the room. Her eye's lock onto her hoodie with a smile, feeling silly for not checking it earlier. She gave a yawn, distracting her as she walked. Her foot stepped on your sock prison, mashing you into the fabric before she took another step. The ball of her foot grinded down briefly before taking off. Her yawn finished as a cold smirk spred across her lips. The emo girl grabbed the hoodie with confidence before sitting on her bed ready to search.

You groaned as you slowly got up, unsure as to how you survived. Blinded with shock and the lack of light you stumbled out of the sock, just in time to see your kidnapper throw her hoodie in annoyance before hopping down and rooting through her stuff under her bed. It looked like that was where she dumped some of her laundry. She must of just done a wash since there wasn't much to check...
"What am I doing?!" You yelled to yourself, stumbling back into safety just as the emo girl glanced in your direction.

Erika checked though her clothes, inside and out, knowing that the micro wouldn't of been able to go far. She kept glanceing around, just in case he tried to get further then she predicted he was.
"Your trapped..." She smiled, feeling that she would probably find him. If not, then it didn't really matter. He'd show up sometime to try and grow back or something, or he's get eaten by something. A few minutes later and a sigh fell over her lips as she checked her last piece of clothing, her hands quickly grabbed her dark purple converse as she proceeded to tip them upside down. "Nothing..." She mumbled, unsure where to look next. She turned round, gazing at her socks that she's taken of and forgotten about. A coy smile played back on her lips "He has to be in there..." she spoke to herself as she got up with hope. She checked around for any other hiding spots. There were a few... but she didn't really care. She had other things to do and she knows her toy will be trapped in her room for a while.

You paniced as your environment tipped. the ceiling became a wall as you tumbled into the darkness. You gazed up into the light as your tormentors face came into view, squinting in hopes of seeing you. You held your breath as her face retreated,
"She's going to tip the sock upside down!" you realised as your world shuddered from movement. You desperatly tried to grab onto something and thankfully luck was in your favour. Your hands came across a long, loose piece of string. "The stitching must be coming undone" you smiled as you quickly tried to tie your hand to stop you falling out.

A sigh from the emo girl erupted,
"Damn..." She swore, shaking the sock casually in one last attempt to shake something free, not realising thatall she was doing was really, really hurting your hand. She quickly checked her watch with a frown as she picked up her converse. She tilted her head and bent over to check under her wardrobe quickly before sitting down on her bed with converse and socks in hand.

You yelled as you were tossed about the inside of the sock like a rag doll. Battered and brused but oddly fine you felt the shacking stop, only to be replaced my fear. You tugged at your little restraint feebly, worried that you had tied the not too tight. Light suddenly surged in before being quickly blacked out by an object. Your eyes struggled to ajust as you gazed up, unsure what to think untill it was too late.

Erika pulled her sock on tight with a slight grunt. Her toes wiggled happily before she pulled on the next one. She gave a quick stretch of her arms, legs and toes before hopping up tiredly. Out of habbit, she casually curled her toes, tugging at a loose stitching (And you) that used to constantly annoy her. She gave another quick glace around the room as she started to slip her feet into her converse.
"Remember micro" she announce, standing to full height, "I'm the only one that can grow you back to normal size" Her smile grew as she walked towards the door, "Just.. accept your punishmentand get it over with!" She smiled with fake kindness. She really wasn't planning to let him grow back. With another cute smile she left the room, checking to see iff her toy would try and follow her out as she slipped out of the door, slamming it closed behind her. She gave another little sigh as she stomped her foot to her her heel properly in before putting her hands into her hoodie pocket and heading to the front door, treating your tiny body like the piece of string you were tied to. Little did she know, she'd be playing with her new toy for the day, without noticing a thing.