Tyler was about to scoff and challenge that ridiculous comment about reading thoughts, even if it was well timed... but surely she couldn't see the saucy things he had in his head. "Oh yea so what.." He had began asking as she pulled on his hand. He wasn't ready, still a little hungover and caught off balance he stumbled into some unknown clutter before tripping over and falling straight towards Aslynne. 
'Too late.' He heard her call from the open door as he frantically tried to bring his feet infront of himself and kicked at the floor to gain balance... But something was wrong, 
He was no longer falling, but flying, crashing straight into Aslynne the two went tumbling out the open door and rolling down the stairs. 
A dumbfound, confused and slightly panicked Tyler squeezed Aslynne's hand as she anchored him down while he frustratingly continued to try push or kick himself upright only to float around and be jerked back down by Aslynne or pull her off balance. The two continued this acrobatic tumble untill they lie at the bottom of the stairs with Aslynne on top, pinning Tyler down. His eyes wide, face painted white with shock, oblivious to any injuries he just incurred. 
"I, I'm scared to move.." 
He manages to stammer out in a whisper.