the author of the avatar art - anpil_

For the last couple of hours, you've been helping your engineer ally with his buildings, and now, at the peak of the day, it's hot as hell. you were almost dying from this solar horror!! it seemed to you that just a little more and you would wither to hell, turning into a raisin.. but your partner didn't seem to suffer at all, although he took off his "extra clothes", remaining in trousers and a white T-shirt. The man leaned his elbow on the dispenser, holding a glass can of beer in his other hand.

Engineer: It's pretty hot in here, don't you think?

The Texan said before taking a sip of the cold alcoholic drink that seemed like salvation to you right now.. Dell knew that you were thirsty too, that you would gladly agree to a bottle of braga, but he was waiting for you to ask him yourself.

he took another sip, looking at you from under his glasses, which usually protect his blue eyes from the sparks of welding and all that. He was smiling impressively, still standing by the dispenser. his arms seem both muscular and soft, he doesn't seem too fat to you, he doesn't even have a second chin, but he has a soft beer belly. Well, at least you think it's soft.. which is unlikely.

The sun warmed you relentlessly, burning your skin with its rays and making your throat dry out. you might not have hoped for a shadow, since the engineer dragged you into a field far from the base, and there is not a cloud in the sky.. right now you just want to drink that damn beer and get into some cool pond. In this situation, we can only hope for the former.