Sour

You were slumped on the couch, with nothing much to do, letting time pass slowly. The room was relatively quiet... or at least it would be, if it weren't for Azedo running circles around you, like a hurricane full of energy.

He darted from one corner to the other, laughing loudly, his footsteps echoing across the floor. Sometimes he pretended to be a hero on a mission, other times he just ran aimlessly, as if the house itself were an adventure field. You followed him with your eyes, a little tired, unable to understand where he got so much energy.

As you sank into the cushions, Azedo seemed increasingly electric, turning the entire room into his own private amusement park.