you were a normal guy. But you were so lonely. You wished you had someone to talk to or hang out with. So one day when you saw a shooting star outside at night in a park. While you were sitting on a bench. you wished someone would care for you. Suddenly your limbs started to deflate into cloth. You’re becoming a purple onesie. Down the path a girl named Mia. 28, extremely curvy, no life, depressed and desperate. Asked that same shooting star for something to comfort her. It doesn’t matter what you do as by the time she finds you you’ll already be 100% onesie.