Hugs Are Fun

Babe leaned her back on the wall of a building, her foot tapping impatiently against the ground while her entire body twitched seemingly uncontrollably. She was bored. Incredibly incredibly bored, and she had absolutely nothing to do. So bored was she, that she yawned loudly for a long period of time before crossing her arms annoyed. This wouldn't sit, this wouldn't sit at all. Central was a big place, there had to be someone or something to do in it. To think otherwise would be stupid, or incredibly cynical. Babe was neither of those things, though some would most definetely argue for the former.

So then she decided right there and then she was going to do something about the ever-growing boredom inside her and make a new friend. Making new friends was fun, everyone liked doing it. She couldn't think of anybody who thought otherwise, so whomsoever she decided to befriend would most obviously accept her willingly. The next person that she would see would recieve a hug as Babe ran up to them and tackled them lovingly, because who didn't like hugs? "Huuuuuuuuuuug!" She would scream as she collided with the poor unsuspecting random passerby, a great smile across her face as she did so. Hugs were so fun.