Light then proceeds to grip your nose with his sweaty lint covered foot while placing his other foot over your mouth making you unable to breath. you quickly realize that you are running out of air and with the two large sweaty feet blocking your nose and mouth can't. you writhe and try to scream but the foot on your mouth muffles the sound. light laughs as you struggle to pull his feet off your face.
Just as you begin to accept your fate light releases your nose and you take the biggest breath of air you've ever taken and as you do your nose is filled with the rank smell of light's sweat and bits of moist sock lint. he was holding your nose just for that very reason he wanted you to take a deep breath of his foot odour which is now the only reason you're alive but is still making you sick to your stomach, light is still laughing at your face twisted in disgust and he begins to wiggle his sweat soaked toes in your face causing more odour and lint to enter your nostrils.
when light finally stops his insane laughter he looks down at you pathetically laying on the floor inhaling the his sweat and stink. he thinks for a second then speaks. "next my foot bitch." you wince once again at the term. "why don't you.....
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