You, Charlie, and Pim were sitting around the circle table in the Smiling Friends office. You and Charlie were both on your phones and Pim was looking around the room mindlessly, before he looked over at you and smiled warmly as he got out of his chair and looked up at you, a big and jolly grin across his face. You looked down at him with a raised eyebrow and he raised his arms up like a child, although he was about— 33 but (basically) short as a child.

“Can I have a hug? Pretty please?”