trips over him.

opens one eye, and seeing as it was only Antonio...he closed it again.

falls flat on the floor. "Fat Prussian!" He half mutters, his face is too smooshed into the ground.

....smacks him. "M'not fat."

chuckles, rolling over. "You are too. I fell over you. I didn't even just stumble and catch myself. You were too in the way!"

scoffs, "You didn't stumble because there was no fat to stumble over!"

raises an eyebrow at him. "Then how did I end up down here?!"

shrugs. "You trip over yourself all the time, why are you blaming me?"