Jasmine is about to complete her ordinary walk through her ordinary room on this ordinary room when she hears something not so ordinary. It's almost like a... No, no, she must be going mad. Never mind.
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The white sandal doesn't deter and slams down on you. It's remarkably clean and the carpet is nice, but (to you) several hundred tons of pressure are pressed down on you and it seems like the last emotion you feel in your life is a slight annoyance at how deaf this girl must be.
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Jasmine feels something squelch under her foot. She tentatively lifts her foot up and looks at the sole, where a red smudge has now ruined her otherwise spotless sandal. "Oh!" Jasmine gives a deflated sigh. "Poor little thing... I'm so sorry."
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