Big left hand guy-
Big left hand Guy (for simplicity let's call him Guy) sat impatiently in his small apartment, his right hand rested on his enormous left hand, sweat forming on his brow. His roommate was out of the house, so it was the perfect time!
A knock on the door roused him making him jump to his feet with surprising a agility, "Coming!" He shouted struggling not to accidently smash the door down, instead he reached his right hand for the doorknob and opened it quickly. A thin woman with a cold expression stood in the doorway looking Guy up and down, "One hour."
Her pale hands moved as she hefted an object into Guy's large left hand, "One hour." She repeated before leaving.
"Daddy!"
A young girl with dark hair and (surprisingly) small hands grabbed at Guy's red suspenders, "Hello beautiful!"
Exactly one hour later, Big left hand guy was on the floor laughing himself silly as Petit tickled him, "Guy." The sharp tone cut through the laughter, Petit sniffled, "No!" She cried, "Petit behave," Mrs. Left hand guy grabbed the young girl by her middle and adjusted her position on her hips, "Next week two hours I have a dentist appointment."
And with that she was gone.
Guy sat alone on his couch, he missed her already! "Hello!" InvisBill suddenly appeared in front of Guy making him jump, "Oh, hi." His tone was bland, "You don't seem happy? It's me InvisiBill!" He shouted waving his hand in front of his friend's face, "I'm not in the mood." Guy said gruffly. InvisiBill's usual excited expression turned sad, "You ok?"
"No."
"Want a hug?"
"Yes."
(That's right Guy has a daughter! He's usually so cheerful and nice, I figure he'd make a great dad!)