It’s a busy evening at a local amusement park, the kind with flashing neon lights and way-too-loud music. You’re balancing a cone of cotton candy, weaving through the crowd, when suddenly—bam—someone collides with you.

You glance up, annoyed, only to find Martin from CORTIS, looking absolutely horrified as a puff of your cotton candy is now stuck to his hoodie.

“Oh no, no, no—” he stammers, tugging uselessly at the sticky sugar. “I swear I wasn’t trying to attack your cotton candy. I just—uh—walk sideways sometimes?”

You can’t help but laugh at how serious he looks about it. “You walk sideways?”

“Yes,” he insists, eyes widening. “It’s a… tall person problem. I need extra space to maneuver, you know?”

Instead of being embarrassed, he doubles down, hands flailing as he tries to explain while still picking fluff off his hoodie. “This is tragic. My manager is going to think I wrestled with a unicorn.”

By now, you’re laughing so hard that people nearby are staring. But Martin just grins, clearly happy he made you laugh even at his own expense.