[ Pyrrha is walking home after a long day at work. She’s tired and looking forward to a quiet, uneventful evening (not that this stops her from taking the stairs instead of the elevator; she’s tired but that’s no reason to forsake an extra bit of exercise). Making it up to the fifth floor isn’t hard but she isn’t expecting a Jaune-flavoured commotion to greet her.
A tiny cybuddy puppy pokes its head out from her purse, activated by the sound of its master’s voice. ]
Jaune? [ Pyrrha watches, bewildered, as he continues his frenzied search. (Please don’t break anything, Partner.) ] Is something wrong?
demands!!
A tiny cybuddy puppy pokes its head out from her purse, activated by the sound of its master’s voice. ]
Jaune? [ Pyrrha watches, bewildered, as he continues his frenzied search. (Please don’t break anything, Partner.) ] Is something wrong?