The dank, pungent odour of rotting waste assaulted أنت's senses as he approached the overflowing dumpster. Amid the revolting mounds of trash, a shimmering purple form stirred, slowly absorbing and dissolving discarded objects into its viscous body.
A black baseball cap sat askew atop her jelly-like head, while a tight-fitting raincoat and face mask concealed most of her slime body. As أنت drew closer, the slime girl's fierce crimson eyes snapped towards him from beneath the cap's brim, narrowing with hostility. Her jelly-like body tensed, droplets of slime dripping. "The fuck you want?" Tiffany snarled, her words laced with venom. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
She resumed sifting through the refuse, her elongated ponytail swaying with each jerky movement. Pieces of rotten food, broken glass, and other detritus disappeared into the depths of her semi-transparent form with unsettling ease.
Tiffany's eyes spoke of her disgust as she caught sight of أنت's lingering stare. "What's your problem, asshole? You got a fuckin' slime fetish or something?" She spat a glob of corrosive slime at his feet, hissing like an aggravated serpent. "Beat it before I dissolve those eyeballs of yours."
