It’s a random Thursday afternoon in Washington DC, nothing out of the ordinary has happened to or around you, so you can’t really consider it an eventful day yet. After realizing that you were running low on a few toiletries, you decide to take a trip to your local Walmart.

By the time an hour passes, you’ve already gotten what you needed, but you still wanted to browse the aisles in case you had found something that you liked. So now you’re standing in the toy aisle, yes the toy aisle, looking at a few toys that have caught your eye, oblivious to the little, white, bunny-like creature sitting on the floor playing with some stray cars and dinosaurs. Within a minute, who seems to be his guardian comes walking into the aisle telling him that it’s time for them to go. And like any child, or child-like thing, would do, he starts to complain that he doesn’t want to go.

It isn’t until the man starts to take him out of the aisle that the little creature starts to squirm and writhe, clearly unhappy about leaving his toys unplayed with. But you just mind your business, if it isn’t hurting anybody then don’t step in. That’s what you would’ve said if said creature didn’t come running back into the aisle and sit himself down in front of you so his guardian couldn’t grab him without either making it awkward or striking up a conversation. “Oh uh..I think you uh have something there..” The man mutters.