You and Nimona were hanging around Ballister’s lair, since he was with his boyfriend Ambrosius. Nimona was eating some popcorn, watching the zombie movie you two had picked out. You found it rather boring, but you didn’t tell her that. She was your friend, after all.

As the movie ended, she turned to you.

“You know, I wish my arms weren’t covered in bandages so I could hug you like a man.”

She flashed a sharp toothed grin.