One of Denise's sweaters stop you

You had opened the book, only for your vision to go black. You weren't knocked ****, since you still felt things. Speaking of that, it kinda felt that Denise had shoved your head in her chest, like she did to win a few arguments in the past.

"Aw dammit! one of my Christmas sweaters is shoving you into her boobs! Or what look like boobs.... Do magic-infused sweated have invisible breasts or is it better to call them chest bumps, since that's what they're technically are for a magic-infused sweater?" Denise muttered as you heard her footsteps come closer.

You chuckled a little bit. Leave it to Denise to go on a tangent when things start to go awry.

When you heard her footsteps stop, you wondered when she would take her sweater off of you. Then you heard...

"Dammit! Now all the scarves and socks that me and my mom own are trying to turn me into a mummy!" Denise shouted.

You put the book down and tried to get the sweater off of you.