“Hey listen, Amy, I know that it’s cool that you can do anything you want here. But I can’t. I’d rather go home,” I said.
“What? You don’t like this ideal world I created?” Amy asked.
“It’s just a huge clothing store. There isn’t anyone else here, and there isn’t anything for me to do. Can you just send me home?”
Amy’s eyes turned red. “What’s wrong with that? You could always try new clothes on here, what else would you need to do?! And what’s wrong with having no one else here?! I hate people!” Amy shouted.
I stepped back. “Calm down I didn’t mean-“
“No! You’re just like everyone else, so judgmental! You are no fun!” Amy shouted.
She stomped onto the ground, and the clothes around the area started to unravel. Needles started to be summoned, and the threads from the clothes poked through the needles. The threads started to glow, losing their color.
“I wish you were just like the clothes around here! I would like you better then!” Amy shouted. She pointed at me, and the needles were sent flying directly at me.
I flinched, then realized nothing touched me.
“Oh did you see the look on your face? Hahahahaha!” Amy laughed.
I sighed with relief.
“But no seriously, I think I would like you more as clothing.”
The needles resumed their flight towards me.