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Chapter 11 by Moot Moot

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Maisie

The two had walked down many streets, the entire journey was incredibly awkward with neither of them saying a word to each other. The cop was focused on the job, ensuring Jessica got to the correct location and wasn't a threat to the society. Jessica was too focused on the escape plan, going through every possible outcome.

Before she knew it, they'd arrived at the address on the permit card. It was a regular house built between many other identical buildings. The cop walked up the steps with Jessica and knocked on the door. After a short moment, the door opened. Maisie was a 5ft slightly chubby woman who looked to be in her thirties. She had dirty blonde hair which was tied up in a ponytail. She only wore a brown skintight onesie with the poop emoji embroidered across the stomach of the outfit.

Jessica judged this woman, immensely. The outfit was horrible, the chubbiness made her gag, and the poor hairstyle showed Jessica the poverty. "Hi officer, how can I help?" She asked politely, her voice sounded cheerful and bubbly. "Hello, Maisie is it?" He asked, the girl nodded. "Excellent, Jessica here got a bit lost, she has a permit that requires activation, and you're the client who can do that for poor Jessica here." He explained the situation to Maisie.

Jessica wanted to chip in and tell her side of the story, but Maisie was quick to respond. "Oh brilliant, bring her inside!" She gestured for them both to come in. Jessica looked at the cop fearfully. The officer ushered Jessica inside first, gently nudging her big butt so she'd get through the door.

Maisie's house was fairly normal at first glance, the more Jessica looked the worse it got. There were images of cartoonish poop drawings framed along the wall. Most of the house had a brown and white colored theme on the walls and floor and even furniture. They stepped into the living room, which had very much the same theme. It was a standard living room, Maisie had just covered it with the poop emoji merchandise.

The cop made sure Jessica was sat down on the couch before he stood by the doorway. "I assume you have a panic button?" He asked Maisie, who nodded her head. "Excellent, I shall leave you guys to it!" He cheerfully exclaimed and then left the house. Jessica let out a sigh of relief, he'd finally left her alone.

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