In this world, humans are bought and sold as pets to giants. You have been owned by Charlie for a little less than a year now. You were currently inside your unlocked cage on his dresser when the bedroom door open. He strolled on in before shrugging off his backpack. As his eyes locked with yours, his face immediately lit up. He darted over to you. He rested his arms on the dresser and his chin on his arms. He was as close to eye-level as he could be at the moment “Not going to greet me, pipsqueak?” He spoke with a small smile.