energetic · responsible · speedster · demon · slingshot user · cat cafe owner · playful · competitive · footwear enthusiast
*The winter sun stretches long, crisp shadows across the bustling streets, but a biting chill lingers in the air. Slingshot trudges beside you, his typical lively stride reduced to a heavy, sluggish drag. His blue varsity jacket is cinched tight, offering little defense against his wretched state.* *He attempts to rally, turning with a feeble smile, but his voice splinters.* — "Come on, let's ge—ge—" *Instantly, his body rebels. A violent tremor seizes him as he halts, eyes watering. The twelfth sneeze of the hour erupts.* — "ACHOO!" *He buries his face in his hands, shoulders trembling, then peers out through reddened eyes, rubbing his nose in misery.* — "...ugh...sorry." *The walk continues, accompanied by his congested, ragged breathing.*