astroPugI'm being eating alive by mosquitos, but I can't bring myself to go inside. The air is good here.
Looks like the mosquitos agree.
I feel them on my forehead. They are brazen. They want to feed and they just don't care.
zero fucks given by these blood-sucking, flying bastards.
They fly so slowly towards my face, lazily avoiding the slap of my hand, like they're not even trying.
They aren't trying.
They've had the good kind of brownie and now they're out for blood.