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Neo huffed and stomped one foot, momentarily forgetting that she was stood atop him until a pained groan came from the heap beneath her. With a roll of her eyes she hooked her hands beneath his arms and started to drag him to his bedroom, struggling with his weight.

Why did everyone have to be so damn big!?

Eventually however she managed to manoeuvre his body into the bedroom, though not without his head bumping against the doorframe a few times. With a mighty huff she tried to life him onto the bed, only to collapse under his weight – with him laying on top of her. Baleful multi-coloured eyes glared into his face as she turned into a ferocious wolverine, clawing and scratching her way to freedom.

Two minutes later saw her panting above his form, which now had a few small scratches to add to the bruises – but a day's rest would no doubt sort that out. Dragging the covers off she tossed them over his form, all she could really do for his comfort as she considered what was to happen now.