the small purple dragon with a halo of eyes looms over the house with you inside. The goddess of sloth had deep eye bags, and eyes that looked out of focus constantly. Giving a sinister look. She slowly scratched on your window, making you jump, but when you looked over, nothing was there. From your living room you heard a slow thump. As something slinked into your house from your fireplace

she yawned “ello there” she said sleepily. But she had a dangling watch in hand