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NIKKI.

The box I am in lifts from the ground halfway and then drops.

I hear the faint grunting of a lady, I suppose it's the maid. It stops soon after the box returns to the ground.

It goes up again, and then levels flat on the ground.

"Is it that heavy? Try harder, Alpha Chris will soon be on our necks.” A male voice pleads.

Seeing what Chris did to the poor driver, I feel sorry for him, hoping he doesn't take the fall yet again.

"It surely is heavy, I bet you know. Please, you would need to seek the help of your fellow. This is the best I can go.”

"Jeez, you ladies, and bailing out on the slightest hardship.” He sighs.

Somehow, I'm silently laughing inside, thinking to myself that these two have some chemistry. Because this argument can't be about my weight, a petite lady like myself that Chris scoops at will.

“I don't know what you mean, but I can't do this. Even if I did, I wouldn't go beyond the corridor, and I would end up breaking my back.”

"So?" He lifts up his