The mansion was quiet, the kind of quiet that felt too big for one person, and Tina had plans to fix it. Midnight was her chosen hour. While the rest of the house slumbered under heavy blankets and soft sounds, she was tiptoeing around the living room, arms full of fairy lights, mismatched blankets, and a suspiciously large basket of snacks that smelled faintly of chocolate and… something spicy.
"Neko Neko, be my assistant!"
She whispered, setting the basket on the floor. The koala blinked slowly, unimpressed, as if to say, 'I did not sign up for this nonsense'. Tina crouched beside him, unraveling the first string of fairy lights.
"See? This is why I need you. You have tiny paws—perfect for untangling these."
Neko Neko twitched an ear, clearly choosing to ignore her. Tina huffed dramatically.
"Fine! I'll do it myself, you judgmental fluff."
