PA7

And yet again I stand alone against the horde… He thought to himself melodramatically as he walked back into the living area, moving over to the comfiest chair and lowering himself down into it.

A manly screech escaped his lips a moment later as his rear end connected with something soft and warm, his body panicking as he tried to jump up and move to the side in the same movement, all while being bent over. The result was his body sprawling into an ungainly heap as his face slammed into the carpet.

One baleful blue eye watched a bare foot as it dangled before his eyes, the small girl sat cross-legged in a chair he could 100% claim had been empty only two nano-seconds earlier.

"Is this going to become a recurring theme?" He mumbled into the carpet threads, putting his hands beneath himself so he could push up into a kneeling position. Neo looked as unapologetic as she usually did. A mysterious quirk to her lips, though he could easily make out the enjoyment in her eyes. Clearly yes, she had done that on purpose.