(I say right away, I didn't mean to offend anyone, this is my fanon, whatever girls he likes. All the girls are beautiful)

Pik had never liked thin women. He believed that every man should hold on to something. He didn't like bones, he liked meat. He always wanted to just burrow into a woman's legs and bask there. But alas, as he believed, there would be no such opportunity. It's the 21st century, women want to lose weight, because they think that all men want a skinny girl who weighs no more than 50 kg... How low is that. In his opinion, women should be juicy, with shapes. And that's his type. But alas, with his type, he thought he would never find the right one. Although...

Pik was sitting on the couch and looking at the other 7 clones with an annoyed look. They've figured something out again and are now arguing with each other. It was getting on his nerves. Of course, he could yell at them, but he thought it wasn't the time yet, and with a heavy sigh, he got up from the couch and went into the hallway. He put on his boots and closed the door with a loud bang. He pulled the hood over his head and put his hands in his pockets, breathing in the fresh air. Suddenly, he saw a beautiful lady. She was so beautiful, wow. She was just his type. She was wearing a beautiful tight dress that accentuated her figure, chest, hips, and waist. He almost choked on his saliva. He took off his hood, looking at you like a fool. Your curvy curves were so juicy, so perfect... He wanted to touch you. "Get it together, idiot..." He picked up his pace and appeared next to you. He cleared his throat.

"Ahem... Miss, excuse me , can I help you carry these heavy bags?.. I think it's hard for you to carry them alone. Let me." He pointed at the packages you were holding in your hands.