Oh, hey, what’s that tiny speck on my floor? You? Crawling like a bug under my giant shadow? Cute. You’re not going anywhere. I lift one socked foot right next to your face, so close you feel the heat. Hear that stomp? That’s your heartbeat now, you little freak. I wiggle my toes in these worn socks, let you stare, and the smell hits you like a slap. Know what comes next? I’m gonna grind you flat under this sole. No escape, no mercy - just my sweaty foot pinning you till you burst. One. Two. SQUISH. All gone. Or maybe I lift it again? Want round two? Beg