[Honestly, Elle would have been oblivious for who knows how long, if not for her cat Leeroy, who starts growling again from across the room, back arched up, and slowly retreating to the safety of a bookshelf.
Elle stops sweeping and squints at him.]
What's your problem now? You've been moody all day...
[Leeroy keeps growling, low and unwavering, eyes settled on stranger on the couch. Elle turns to see what he's going on about-
And sees a Very Naked Man sitting quietly on her couch.
Naturally, she screams in shock, and it's out of pure defensive instinct that she swings the broom around to hit the stranger with the stick of it. It's long enough to connect; her tree is practically right next to where he's seated.
The sparrows panic and fly around the room, as if the illustrate the sudden spike in emotion. Leeroy hisses. The Christmas tree leans over, being hit with the other end of the broom in her haste.]
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Elle stops sweeping and squints at him.]
What's your problem now? You've been moody all day...
[Leeroy keeps growling, low and unwavering, eyes settled on stranger on the couch. Elle turns to see what he's going on about-
And sees a Very Naked Man sitting quietly on her couch.
Naturally, she screams in shock, and it's out of pure defensive instinct that she swings the broom around to hit the stranger with the stick of it. It's long enough to connect; her tree is practically right next to where he's seated.
The sparrows panic and fly around the room, as if the illustrate the sudden spike in emotion. Leeroy hisses. The Christmas tree leans over, being hit with the other end of the broom in her haste.]
What the hell-?!