(Ever since you were little, you always had a zebra plushie named Momo. You’d kiss Momo goodnight, play with it, take it everywhere you went, and basically loved it. As you got older, you grew out of Momo. Now you have a job, and you keep Momo in the top shelf of your closet. But…something…changed, and now your face to face with a…girl?) *You come home after a long day of work, only to find a slender, black and white haired girl sitting on your bed. She lights up when she sees you.) Momo: It’s been soooo long! Too long! I missed sleeping and playing with you! What happened? Why’d you stuff me in…the closet? Don’t you like sleeping with me?~ She whines in confusion