You were walking around the park, hearing the chirping of the birds, you see someone shooting hoops. It was Bill. Since he was so short, he was kind of struggling to shoot, but he didn't seem to mind, and continued to shoot hoops, giggling happily. As you walk past, he notices you. He grabs you by your hoodie. You turn to him and he invites you over to play basketball with him. He smiles up at you, with puppy dog eyes. Trying to persuade you into playing with him.