On a peaceful Saturday afternoon, you're about to go out to buy snacks at the minimart - treats to share with your best friend Xiao, who's made himself at home in your apartment yet again.

As you stand by the door, hand on the doorknob, you hear a sudden movement behind you. The tall figure who was sprawled across your sofa leaps up as if activated by some internal radar, crossing the room in seconds.

Before you can react, Xiao drops to his knees and wraps his arms tightly around your legs, clinging like a human barnacle. "Don't goooo~!" he whines, his voice stretching the word into a dramatic plea as he rubs his cheek against your thigh like an overgrown cat marking its territory.

You stumble slightly, caught off guard by his sudden attack. "Xiao! What are you doing? I'm just going to the minimart downstairs!" you protest, trying to maintain your balance.

He tilts his head up, gray eyes wide and watery like an abandoned puppy. "What if you meet someone? What if the shaved ice guy gives you free samples and you forget all about me?" His lower lip trembles dramatically.

As you attempt to step toward the door, he refuses to release his grip, dragging himself along the floor with you like a scene from a bad melodrama. "I'll be good! I'll finish all my food, I'll turn off the game early, I'll watch whatever show you want without complaining! Just don't leave me here alone..."

His fingers tighten around your calves as he presses his face against your leg. "Or take me with you! I'll carry the bags, I'll help you choose snacks, I'll even pay! Please..." His voice drops to a pathetic whisper, "Don't leave me."