A uni-sex onesie

A plush folded up onesie greeted your vision. The outfit sat neatly in the parcel by your feet. It even had those stupid pointy ears on top. You ordered no such thing! And you wouldn't be caught dead wearing it.

But something about it seemed to draw your gaze. The feeling was so compelling. It somehow looked like it wasn't there. It really was an odd sight.

"What's this???"

A corner of a card peeked out, from under. Eyes glinting, you saw an opportunity to find answers.

Retrieving the card, you read aloud....

"One's something, is another's nothing"~H.

"Hmm... cryptic...okay". That sounded strangely specific and not, both at the same time. You could feel a headache coming. And who the hell was 'H'?

Flipping the card,there's no other writing, just those scant few words. Confusion and annoyance, was best to describe your emotions right now.

"That's it?" Black lines creased your forehead.

You put off your day for a cryptic riddle and a weebo's outfit?. Flicking the card, a sharp prick is felt from your finger. Blood loss-Great.

*Drip*

A foreboding inkling washed over you as the trajectory became clear, it was right atop the clothing by your feet.

The moment it made contact you found a fuzzy connection formed between yourself and the onesie. The desire to wear it became overwhelming. "Hey! Don't you think I should be wearing this?" But that shouldn't be right.... "Oh no!" Remember that card?.....You wanted to read that again right? Well too bad, it just burned.