Stitched Monster!

Leonard made his way through the shadowy alleys of the Old Port and toward the quieter neighborhoods beyond. His destination: the backyard of the house next to his own.

It wasn't long before a figure descended the wall like a gecko, agile and silent.

"You really can't stop climbing walls, can you?" Leonard teased as David landed with a soft thud.

David, all 2.5 meters of muscle and clumsy charm, scratched his head sheepishly. "Front doors are overrated. Besides, I get bored staying inside all day."

Leonard arched a brow. "Bored, huh? Maybe next time you could tone down the noise." He crossed his arms, a faint smirk on his lips. "Walls don't make for great soundproofing, you know."

David chuckled, unbothered. "I'll try to keep it down."

Leonard shook his head. "I swear, sometimes you're more trouble than you're worth."

David grinned. "But you keep me around, Master. So… what's the plan today?"