The Dog bounds in wagging, desperate to please, while the Hippo hasn't moved from the couch in three days and sees no reason to start. One craves constant validation and social chaos; the other treats solitude like a religion and eye contact like a threat. The Dog will exhaust itself trying to cheer up someone who wasn't sad to begin with, and the Hippo will eventually submerge entirely just to get some peace. Sweet intentions, catastrophic execution — this pairing is basically a golden retriever trying to befriend a boulder.
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