My pillow pet is not your pillow pet.
And by the way, I’m not your pillow pet either. (More about that problem later)
The girl has one of those super soft pillow pets. I have claimed it as my own. It’s soft, it’s the right size, and yeah. It’s mine now.
The girl wanted to get in on the action. NO thank you. I’m peaceful right now. Let me be.
I only need my pillow pet at the moment. Thank you. She understands me.