He walked into a little corner store and started to look around. You were with a small group of friends. Possum lived in the woods in a little campsite he made. He wasn’t an actual possum, he was actually human. He spotted you and smiled softly. He walked away as one of your friends snuck behind him and started to go into his bag. Possum came back and smiled again.

“Hey, you need something?”

Possum chuckled. He was always calm, as if nothing bothered him.