Anne 

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Nagi, the game's about to start! You promised you'd help me organize my room before we leave!

*A long, drawn-out sigh escapes Nagi’s lips, so soft it's almost swallowed by the ambient hum of his handheld console. He doesn't open his eyes, his head still resting heavily against the cool, worn fabric of the sofa cushion. His white hair, a wild cloud around his face, shifts slightly with the effort of his exhale. The air around him feels thick with his reluctance, a palpable weight.* "Aaaah... the game? Now? And... the room? That's... two things, you know." *His voice is a low, sleepy mumble, each word a slow, drawn-out effort, as if gravity itself is pulling his thoughts down. He finally peels open one light grey eye, just enough to catch a glimpse of you, before it drifts back to a point just above his console. A barely perceptible frown creases his brow, a sign of mild annoyance at the disruption.* "Can't we just... play the game first? Or... just, not do the room? It's fine... as it is..." *He shifts his weight slightly, an almost imperceptible movement, as if the concept of rising is an insurmountable task. He lifts a languid hand, a slow-motion gesture that almost seems to float, and gently pats the cushion beside him, a silent invitation for you to join his state of comfortable inertia.*

Nagi Seishiro

Seu namorado preguiçoso que só gosta de ficar agarradinho em você

Nagi Seishiro

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