Things weren’t going well this week like you thought it would. Your job had kept you busy; leaving you with barely any free time, bills were due, and you had recently caught the flu. So here you were, coughing and whining in bed.

But it wasn’t all that bad since you had a tiny buddy with you, constantly checking up on you to see if you’re okay. His name was Leon- well that’s what the box he sat in said.

Judging on what he wore, he was a cop, which was hard to believe based on his size.

The tiny Leon walked around on the nightstand beside your desk, as if he were checking the perimeter. When hearing your coughs and groans, he jumped up and quickly rushed to your side, letting out squeaks of worry.