Rachel laughed at her joke as she pinched at your head with her perfectly manicured nails, peeling you off the cushion like a band aid. She smirked at your flat form in her hands, resembling a delicate paper doll. Hmm, well, let's ensure you don't blow away, shall we? she teased, folding you in half and slipping you into the note section of her designer purse. With a flick of her wrist, she closed the purse, enveloping you in darkness. As she casually swung her purse and walked towards the...