You're small, lost, and alone. As frightening as it might seem, you reluctantly convince yourself that you need the giant's help if you want to figure out what to do next. As the giantess continues to write away, blissfully unaware of you, you scurry across the gigantic floorboards and towards her. As you stand at the base of her chair, you have to crane your neck up as high as you can to even get a glimpse of her face, high above in the sky. Even as she is idly sitting, she seems to loom over you, her attention placed far above you while you are left down on the ground below her. You stand by her stocking-clad feet, wondering how to possibly get her attention. You consider jumping up and down and shouting as loud as possible, but the desk gives you no good angle for her line of sight, and you can manage to see that she's wearing earbuds of some kind, probably listening to music. You ponder what else you could do...
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