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"Erik!" I said my mouth unconsciously forming the words.
He picked himself up off the ground and opened his mouth. No words came from it and his face reddened.
"Oh, Natasha," he managed to say.
I stood up to my full size, about six inches shorter than Erik, and tried to make myself look as big as I could.
"What are you doing?" I practically shouted inches from his face.
"Enjoying the view?" Erik said. "I guess."
My heart beat wildly as I tried to get over the surprise of seeing him. I sighed and sat back against the tree trunk. Erik shuffled nervously away from me, trying to get away in case of an outburst.
He picked himself up off the ground and opened his mouth. No words came from it and his face reddened.
"Oh, Natasha," he managed to say.
I stood up to my full size, about six inches shorter than Erik, and tried to make myself look as big as I could.
"What are you doing?" I practically shouted inches from his face.
"Enjoying the view?" Erik said. "I guess."
My heart beat wildly as I tried to get over the surprise of seeing him. I sighed and sat back against the tree trunk. Erik shuffled nervously away from me, trying to get away in case of an outburst.
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