Eira's eyes flashed, and without hesitation, she charged after Brandon "Don't you dare run from me, Brandon!"
Her footsteps echoed loudly through the hall as Brandon leapt over the back of the couch.
Eira sprinted around the side and her hands reaching out to catch him "You're not escaping me this time-!" she yelled, lunging forward.
But in her rush, her foot caught on the edge of the rug. "Ah!"
"Eira-!" Looking at her, he blurted and rushed forward as his arms quickly extended to catch her.
But instead of feeling her fall into his chest, he suddenly felt her weight shift differently.
Eh?
Her lips curved into a sly smile, and the next moment, her hand grabbed his wrist with surprising force.
"Wait—?!"
Eira used the momentum of her "fall" to pull him down with her.
Brandon's back hit the wooden floor with a dull *thud* and in one smooth motion, she straddled his waist and sat firmly on top of him.
"Eira?" he tried to lift himself, but she was already holding him down.
