[X] As sneaky as... something sneaky, sneak into the room
You press your head harder into the door, flattening your ear against the cool surface. It does absolutely nothing to help, and the sound only grows further muffled. You pout, your neck visibly tensed by the force. With a sigh, you forcibly pull away, and fall back sloppily. You glare at the door, and swear eventual vengeance for it's intractibility. How dare it not yield to your desires. It's your door, and it betrayed you for someone else's secrets.
Well then, that simply can't stand. Trying to hide secrets, eh? In your room? Not likely.
You peel back and wait for another passing group of scientists, allowing their loud arguments to wash over you from an entire hall away. Loud thinkers, loud talkers, or so mommy used to say! You crack the door the slightest amount, and let the vibrations to do the rest of the work, the door gently creaking open. Four beats pass, you flatten against the wall by the opening. Two beats to notice, one beat to frown, another to put it out of mind, and then a few beats of freedom as they consider if it's worth moving to close it.
If they move sooner, it's a secret worth finding!
If they don't...then you can sneak in and find out anyway!
No noise passes, but you hear a sigh, and a rustle.
Success!
You slip in quickly, darting in on the count of an inhale, and dart behind your suitcase, still lying there messily.
Haha! "Clean up" they said! Shows what they know.
You give yourself a few moments of cheer, happily lost in your success, before you shake yourself out of it. You have secrets to find! Naughty, dirty secretses, maybe!
Ooooh~, you can't wait!
You peer gently over the case, and meet the eyes of a rather perplexed looking man staring directly at you.
"Are you alright miss?"
You cough audibly (you hear mommy groaning, but you put it out of mind. You can cough femininely, right? Right?) and...ignore him entirely, getting up and dusting yourself off and picking up some of your loose clothes, and primly starting to fold them.
The silence stretches. You feel a little sweat beading, and start folding faster, trying to get the damn edges of your shirt to line up. They refuse to cooperate, staying stubbornly at odds, the angles refusing to converge. You huff a frustrated breath, and shake it out, starting again.
"Um..."
His voice startles you, and you look at him wildly. What?! He was still here!
Really, staying in a lady's room while she takes care of her clothing?! Someone had no manne- wait, no! You want answers.
You toss the shirt down, and give him the gimlet eye. "Yes...?"
He looks extremely lost. You assume this means it's working, and eye him harder, hoping that he slips up and admits to something. Always worked on dad, surely this is an analogous situation. Surely.
He honestly looks lost for words. You take pity on the poor criminal, and give him some bait.
"Why are you in my room pervert?"
He jumps, visibly startled. You brighten, a reaction!
"W-wha-"
You shake your head, smug smile firmly in place. Mommy insisted that a proper put-down was the best way to ensure people knew their place. "It's okaaaaaay~, I forgive you."
"But I didn-"
"No judgement."
"But I tho-"
"Shhhhhh, it's safe with me."
You wink. He seems somewhat frightened. Good, he'll know his place from now on. Mission, a complete success!
[ ] Celebrate
[ ] Mock him
- [ ] Adopt him as your pet
[ ] Hear him out Hahaha, no
[ ] You have a better idea (Write-in)
