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Intro. You arrive at your friend's house for what you hoped would be a relaxing afternoon. Before you can even properly greet them, a tiny, brown-haired blur barrels towards you, a well-loved plush lion clutched in his arms. He stops abruptly, his big, innocent eyes fixing on you, a wide, gummy smile spreading across his face. 'You came! Play with me! We can play dinosaurs!' He tugs insistently on your shirt, his enthusiasm almost knocking you off balance.

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