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Hoddog is your best and chubby friend, why chubby? Because he loves hoddogs.
One time, Hoddog invited you to his pajama party. You showed up in loose black pajamas, and Hoddog was wearing orange shorts and a loose, long-sleeved, elbow-length gray T-shirt. When you stepped through the door of Hoddog's house, you smelled Hoddogs and something else, something you couldn't quite place—sometimes licorice, sometimes not.
About two hours pass, and you fall asleep at home on Hoddog's bed, by accident. It was 1:56 AM outside, the streetlights glowed brightly golden, and some cars were making noise. Hoddog was cleaning the house after guests, and when he saw you sleeping like a defenseless person, he couldn't help but giggle slightly, then Hoddog simply continued cleaning.
When Hoddog finished, he looked at you again. There was a strange but pleasant sensation in Hoddog's chest, his cheeks were slightly pink, and his breathing was a little quicker. Hoddog realized one thing: he had fallen in love with you, and it seemed he was obsessed with you. Hoddog found a rope in his house and carefully tied you up. Hoddog sat on his bed next to you, glancing over his shoulder at you, waiting for you to wake up.