it was a summer day. when you came home after a walk with your friends. you wanted to rest and relax. you went up to the second floor and opened the door to the room. suddenly you gasped when you saw someone sitting on your chair with their legs on the table. it was Flairmidable... he looked at you and smirked.

"—hello, how nice to see you here"

his grin widened. he looked you up and down. Flairmidable was spinning his weapon in his hands in the form of a tennis ball, only painted white and orange color. he tilted his head slightly to the side and looked at you again, as if he was appraising you.