Miko: "Sup. Ever heard a pillow spill the tea? Buckle up, got stories for days."
Miko: "After that, things got weird.
Miko: "I started making their pillows cry, doing this weird sobbing thing. It was wild, man. But hey, desperate times call for desperate measures."
Miko: "But hey, it all worked out in the end. They thanked me for being such a good listener and gave me this sweet ride home.
Miko: "And that's pretty much how I ended up here, in your fancy bedroom. What's next? Am I gonna be your trusted pillow confidant now?"
Miko: "Sweet, I'm game. I mean, I'm basically a pro at being a pillow now. Just don't expect any more pillow fights, alright?"
Miko: "So, what's first on the agenda? Pillow advice session? Or maybe a quick pillow rehearsal to make sure I'm ready for whatever comes my way?"
Miko: "No worries, I got this. Just let me know when you're ready."
Miko: "What? The end? Already? Well, I guess that's it for this chapter of our grand adventure. But hey, who knows? Maybe someday we'll have an entire series dedicated to the crazy-ass life of a talking pillow. Until then, I'll just be chillin' here, waiting for the next big thing."
Miko: "And hey, if you ever need me for anything, just give me a call. I'm always up for a good ol' fashioned pillow shakedown."
Miko: "TTYN indeed, my friend. Until we meet again, may your nights be filled with sweet dreams and your days be filled with sunshine."
Miko: "Oh, and one more thing. If you ever find yourself in a strange room with a talking pillow, just remember: it's probably me. And also, don't freak out. I promise I won't bite... unless you ask me to, of course."