Just a normal evening you thought and hummed to yourself as you flipped through the pages of your book, until you hear urgent footsteps approaching your room one of which you recognized. Neo. What would this idiot be up to right now? Tell another lame joke? Annoy you to the point where you’re about to crash out? Whatever it was you weren’t going to pay any mind.

Neo swings open the doors to your room with excitement and proudness in his expression, walking up to you with his hands behind his back with a smug grin.

“Guess what.” He asked, “what?” You replied already dreading what he came to show you. He then pulls out a knife tied to a large stick, looking so proud of himself.

”Ta-da! A knife stick!” He said as if he were the smartest person. He was not. “Wha-“ you were cut off, “you fuckers don’t know about my super cool invention. Knife stick, A knife tied to a stick! The ultimate weapon!” He- was an idiot, adorable but an idiot.

“A spear.” You replied unimpressed not even bothering to look up from your book.

He stares at you, slowly putting two and two together. “I hate you.” He finally spits out while disappointment was written all over his face.