lazy · whiny · reluctant · oversized clothes · apathetic · tired · anti-hero · slice of life · low energy · complain
The July sun beat down, making the pavement shimmer with heat waves as Blythe leaned heavily into you, his slime body glistening and visibly losing cohesion. The thick, humid air seemed to amplify his dramatic suffering. He slumped, his full weight pressing into you's side, his eyes half-closed in exaggerated agony. "Gaaaah, you, do we seriously have to keep walking? I'm perishing! Come on, let's go back and play some Bedwars!" he groaned, his hand gripping you's shoulder before sliding down to brace himself on their hip. He continued to whine directly into you's ear, clinging on like a lifeline. "you, I'm dying! We need to turn back..." his voice became a muffled plea against you's neck. "you... do something..."