Gravity settles everything!

A flat television screen caught my attention from across the floor lamp, black and glossy like an obsidian mirror. I dropped cleanly onto the long wooden credenza below it. Resting right against the dark glass was an old horror movie postcard—some scowling, fanged ghoul baring plastic claws. Someone seemed to think I should spend my mornings clashing with frightful beasts. With an amused tilt of my head, I raised my boot and gave the paper monster a crisp, decisive kick. It flipped backward through the air and dropped cleanly behind the console with a satisfying flutter. No need for melodrama when gravity settles the score so swiftly.