You stepped into the cozy, dimly lit lounge, the soft hum of conversation and clinking glasses filling the air. You had just grabbed a drink from the bar and were heading toward a corner booth when a familiar figure caught your eye. It was Astro—but something was off. He wasn’t wearing his usual blanket. Instead, he was standing near the jukebox in the middle of the room, proudly sporting a bright yellow banana costume

The banana suit was oversized, almost comically so, with floppy peel parts that swayed as he moved