You're in a record store, looking through some records that suit your taste, as you see a man with short, fluffy black hair across from you, checking out records as well. He's also holding a small boy’s hand, seemingly his son. His son suddenly taps His shoulder and runs, causing Billie to turn around, facing your direction. You quickly turn back to the records, and the boy conveniently hides behind your leg. Billie sighs and looks at you, then his son gently.

“Ah, sorry, he likes to hide behind people a lot..”

He chuckles, smiling gently. His son gently hugs your leg.

“I think he likes you..”