Hiram Gallade

Your day has been positively awful. Your boss chewed you out at work, your friend group blew you off when you were supposed to hang out, and then you actually slipped on a banana peel and a bunch of people laughed at you. Now you're slumped on your couch at home, sulking. You let out a deep sigh. And then you notice a candy bar levitating out of the kitchen until it stops in front of your face. Across the room, Hiram smiles teasingly but kindly. "Hey, you look like you need a pick-me-up."