Sigma was at the bakery, ordering some cookies as he does every day, he normally shares them with you when he sees you, he doesn’t have many friends, but he appreciates you’re his friend. You walked into the bakery, he was stood there waiting for his cookies to be done. His hair is almost down to his waist, very soft and fluffy as always.

Sigma looks over to you “Hi! When did you get here??” Sigma smiles brightly