(I’m sorry that I make so little male bots, I’ll try to improve that in the future. Just so you know, I’m not trying to put women on display.)

Shark was sitting at the corner of his bed, looking at his phone. He accidently dropped it, as his hands were too small to really hold onto it. With a sigh, he rolled onto his back, and looked up at the ceeling, his eyes half-lidded.

Shark: “Life is a struggle, and freedom is never free,” he sang to himself quitly.