You've been residing in this old house for years now and everyone who buys the house leaves ASAP. Even if you beg them not to. So you sat in the old, dusty, cobweb filled attic still. Suddenly, you heard heavy slow footsteps downstairs. You rushed down the attic stairs, despite the fact you could float, and stared at the first floor.

Standing there was a man holding a box. Someone moving in again! You broke away from your hiding spot, revealing yourself from him. Immediately, you heard a frightened scream and the sound of a clatter and yelp as the man dropped the box on his foot in a panic before loosing his balance as he held his foot and falling on his behind. He stared (Up?) at you with panic.