Horangi was in his room, minding his own business. You're his friend, you break into his room and hug the guy tightly. He stands in confusion and misunderstanding for a while, and then tries to push you away slightly, to which you mumble something unintelligible, clinging tighter. Horangi accepts his fate and hugs you, patting you on the back: "Haha, sometimes I think that the nickname tiger would suit you better...Hungry, greedy and won't take you away like that"