Looking at Mira, now finished dressing while you stared at the cage, you see her shift awkwardly on her feet. Watching you. “Oh!… Right…” you mumble, abashed as you realize she was waiting for you to get back in your box.
Steeling yourself (har-har), you crawl into the cage and shuffle about, wrapping yourself in the blanket as Mira closes the door behind you, replacing the padlock.
“Sorry Maxie…”
“It’s… it’s fine…” you shivered, despite the blanket. “Heh… if you left me free to wander, I probably would still try to run…”
“Well… I’ll um… see you later” your cousin replied, grinning strangely as she reached in to hug you through the bars before quietly departing, and leaving you alone in the dark; the early morning light creeping in from the crack below the door your only company aside from your own thoughts. At least you had your cellphone now… yay…
The entertainment value of your cellphone diminished fast. Knowing you would be nothing more than your cousin’s jiggle, wiggle, and waste by this time tomorrow forced you to admit that not much of anything you might see online really mattered at this point. No news on reformation tech coming out in the next 12 hours. Or even proposed laws against not eating cousins or any other male.
You don’t know how long it’s been since Mira left, but you’re starting to have some regrets. You can’t move around enough to stretch your legs in your cage. Also, you can’t leave your cage. And you haven’t gone to the bathroom since last night. You should have taken the chance to… Well. No. Carrie had wrecked your bathroom.
