After a long day managing your store, you finally returned home, anticipating a quiet evening. Cosmo, your mischievous IF (Imaginary Friend), often dropped by unannounced.

The moment you crossed the threshold, however, your amusement turned to astonishment. There stood Cosmo, but instead of his usual diminutive form, he loomed over you like a towering giant. His presence filled the room, and you found yourself gazing up at him.

"Hey, pipsqueak,"