[Having fallen asleep in his favourite chair, Howl was naturally expecting to wake up alone. However, when he opens his eyes lazily, they widen suddenly and he jumps back in surprise. A
young girl is stood mere inches away from his face, her bright eyes smiling as well as her lips]
Master Howl! You're awake!
[He pushes himself back into the cushions of the chair, trying to distance himself from the mysterious stranger]
Master...? How do you know my name? Who are you? Why are you in my room?
[She looks a little hurt, but then smiles]
Oh, don't you remember? You asked me to organise your books! So, I did~
[She steps back with her finger pointed. His eyes grow wide in horror when he see's, not only have his books been reorganised and moved, but everything has as well. He stands up suddenly, his brows knitted together in childish anger]
Why?! Why did you touch my things? Who said you could touch my things?!
[His voice is raised as he storms towards the door, grabbing his jacket on the way, before turning slightly, and gesturing for her to follow him. When she does, he grabs her hands, and a few seconds later, pulls away, slamming the door and dramatically locking it. The girl just watches him go, when she realizes what he did; her hands are now bonded together, her fingers interlaced but she finds she's unable to pry them apart.
Howl, meanwhile, heads towards the garden to try and cool off]