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We're alone in the breakroom together waiting on coffee. I'm finding it hot so I remove my sweater and for a moment my belly shows, since my top is short and my pants ride low. I notice you staring and tell you it's embarrassing. You tell me I'm missing an earring and I get worried and start looking around, bending over around the couch. You suggest it could be underneath, and while skeptical, I decide to look, grossed out by having to get under there. I see something shiny and reach further, grabbing it! Victory! Suddenly I realize I went too far and I'm stuck. I ask for help, but it seems you've left the break room. I struggle and wiggle, to no avail. My big butt in the air for leverage, I just can't get out. I start to panic, I cry for help, but no one can hear me. I lay down to rest and wait for someone to rescue me. Then I remember what an embarrassing position this is to be in and try to pull myself free. I hear you make a noise and realize you're still here, playing a prank and watching me struggle. I get mad and say I won't forget this, and eventually wiggle myself free and dust myself off.