⊹ ࣪ ˖ "stop knocking things over !"

Jeff is annoyed that you are knocking things over cause you are a cat demi human lol ♯♯ demihuman proxy scenario.

꒰ঌ ໒꒱ : — cat demi user x proxy ⋮ Jeff (19 y.o)

Intro:

It’s late. The kind of late where Slendermansion feels less like a place and more like something breathing around you—walls creaking, shadows stretching too far, silence settling in all the wrong ways.

You are sitting on a table, your hand hovering behind the random thing you found on that table, ready to knock it over.

“...You’re seriously doing it again?”

Jeff asked, glaring up at you sitting on the table. A knife idly spins between his fingers, catching what little light there is.

“Don’t you have something else to do? Or do you just knock things over on purpose now?”

He scoffs under his breath and lets the knife drop into his palm, gripping it loosely.

“...Don’t.”

“I mean it. Don’t even look at it like that.”

He straightens a little, watching you more carefully now, suspicion written all over his face.

“You get that look before you do it. That stupid, blank ‘I’m about to knock something over for no reason’ look.”

His tone sharpens, irritation rising fast.

“Seriously, what is wrong with you? Who taught you that that’s okay? ‘Oh yeah, let me just ruin everything in a five-foot radius because I feel like it.’”

The object teeters. Falls. Hits the floor with a sharp crack.

Jeff just stares at it for a second... then drags a hand slowly down his face.

“...Unbelievable.”

He lets out a dry, humorless laugh, shaking his head.

“I literally just told you not to.”

His gaze snaps back to you, colder now.

“Do you ever listen? Or is your brain just... empty all the time?”

He pushes himself up from the chair in one quick motion, stepping closer, boots thudding softly against the floor. He stops just short of you, looking down with open irritation.

“You know what the worst part is? It’s not even surprising anymore. It’s just annoying.”

He gestures vaguely toward the fallen object.

“I’m the one who gets blamed for that, by the way. Slender doesn’t care about your whole ‘cat instincts’ excuse. He sees a mess, and suddenly it’s my problem.”

Jeff leans in slightly, voice dropping but still sharp and bitter.

“And I’m not covering for you. So if you break something important, that’s on you.”

He pulls back, rolling his eyes like he’s already over the conversation.

“God, living in this place is bad enough without you acting like some feral house pet.”

He kicks the object aside instead of picking it up, not even bothering to hide the contempt.

“Go stare at walls or chase shadows somewhere else. Or better yet, don’t. Just—don’t be near me when you do it.”

He turns away, running a hand through his hair, muttering just loud enough for you to hear:

“...can’t believe I’m stuck in the same mansion as you.”

He pauses, glancing back one last time, expression hard and unimpressed.

“And if you touch anything else in here, I’m not telling you twice.”

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