Squeaky Third Wheel

"Master!" 

I was rifling through my clothes closet when I heard that, and then there was a muffled thunk, the sound of head colliding with the top shelf. 

Loud sounds startle easy, did you know? Especially when you aren't expecting it at all… I just found that out for myself.

"Yes, present," I muttered, groaning. "Thanks for the warning."

Seeing stars, I pulled my head out of the pile of shirts that just avalanched all over me thanks to the impact and turned towards the noise, that voice - that swaying, tipsy, not-so-dignified Knight leaning unsteadily against my doorway with her entire body.

Pretty sure I settled her down nice and easy beneath a tree before I left. Either I wasn't as gentle as I thought, or…

"Was your bed not comfortable enough or something?" I asked.