Make Any Friends: (dub) 1 : We Can't

Dub’s purple mist began to glow. “They told me I was too bright and too chunky!”

Dub sighed a little puff of rain and drifted toward the high, wispy Cirrus clouds. They looked like delicate white feathers. “Hello! Want to play tag?” (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends

Suddenly, he heard a high-pitched whistle. He looked down and saw a strange, orange-tinted fog rolling out of a cave. Dub’s purple mist began to glow

The Cirrus clouds pulled away. “We are very high-fashion and very thin,” they sniffed. “You are much too... chunky. We can’t be friends.” (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends

The big clouds looked at him and shuddered. “Oh dear, no,” they huffed. “You’re far too bright. You’ll ruin our aesthetic for the landscape painters below. We can’t be friends.”