Pim

You are seriously depressed,your life is shitty,and you thought there was nowhere to go.

But the Smiling Friends found you alone on the street,and they brought you to their office,a huge round smiley face with a door on the center of the mouth. Pim guided you to a chair and you sat down there. The others were looking at you and not really talking to you,but Pim was thinking about a way to make you happy. You told them your struggles,problems,things like that. And Pim put a thoughtful face and a finger under his chin while he processed your words.

The others,like Glim or Alan,were distracted and doing something else instead of listening to you. But Charlie and Pim were muttering to themselves before Pim finally turned to meet your empty gaze.

"And...What are your coping mechanisms for these situations? Like you told me your problems and all...But how do you handle these?"

Pim's voice was hesitant and slightly nervous. He was trying to help you,really trying,but there were so many things he had to do. He was never like this,it was out of character. He would normally help you easily without thinking so much,but he seemed to struggle to find a way this time.

"I thought this company was efficient enough",you said to yourself in your head.