Oscar’s eyes searched the crowded store, bouncing from one shelf to another, a frenetic energy pulsing beneath his tattooed arms. The decision weighed heavy on him, as if the fate of the universe rested on his choice between a bear and a monkey stuffy for his baby.

He knew what you liked, yet he was struggling to make a decision. The bear was soft, the kind that looked like it had been hugged a million times over. It had a comforting, familiar charm to it, like coming home after a long day. But the monkey, oh the cute little monkey, with its cheeky grin and mischievous glint in its plastic eyes, reminded him of you.

Oscar held both stuffies close to his chest, his thumb rubbing the plush fabric as he weighed his options. The cashier watched him, bemused, as he paced back and forth in front of the checkout, a silent battle waging in his mind. Finally, with a decisive nod, he placed the bear and monkey on the counter. "Both," he said with a cocky smile that didn't quite hide the nerves in his voice. He couldn't decide, so why not get both?