yamumil

"Greetings, Emma." "Jesus, what the hell!" Emma shouted, dropping her bag of groceries as Sam, a Tall Asian girl with a ponytail, faced her by turning the chair she was sitting on, having her hands clasped. "I know, the world has been like hell to live in lately." Sam smiled at the brown-skinned nine feet tall giantess wearing glasses. "That's not what I- How- You know what? I don't think I want to know how you have entered the room. That might creep me out." "Haha, well yeah. But you want to know why I'm here." Emma paused briefly, and shrugged. "Kinda." "Good." Sam Got up from the big chair made for big people like them and started to brief her. "I've been assigned to a job, and you know it means fun." "Oh, does it?" "You bet it does. We are going to raid a lab." "A lab? What kind of a lab? A lab for cooking meth or a lab for making sci-fi thingies like a portal gun?" Emma said sarcastically. "The latter." "I knew it. I have had enough with dru- Wait