Howtomakefriends

I’m lining up for p/1 minding my own business but I look into the gardens and see a young boy with minion glasses and a golden tooth with brown hair blue eyes staring at me not blinking. He ran up to me, came right at my face and screamed. Boy: “DO YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND!?” O-Ok sure…. Boy: “Yayyy!” The boy runs off and bumps into a tree.