“Ughh…” He groans, face contorting into a grimace as he tosses and turns on the couch. He hates not wearing his usual hoodie, but he hates the unwavering heat more.

The fan has been on its highest setting, pointed straight at him, and yet he can’t seem to cool down.

“I hate summer…!” He exclaims tugging at his shirt while he flashes you a look as you lay at the other end of the couch, laughing.