Arc felt indignant enough to refuse to go up the ladder, but all that meant was that Anko grabbed her at the hip and jumped, fending off her flailing arms with one hand until they landed.
She opened the door, and Arc was floored... as Anko pushed her into the room and she almost landed on her face.
"What the actual f-"
"Listen here you little shit!" Anko interrupted angrily. "I spent my weekend getting this place livable before having to tow your furniture in and set it all up. Now, you can thank me as your Father's maid, or I can beat the ever-loving gratitude out of ya!" She leveled her upper right hand's forefinger while her lower arms patted a fist into her palm. The look of pure aggression, coupled with the overall darkness of the room, made her look every bit the street thug Arc's siblings accused her of being.
