"Let's go!"
He started walking.
Leo walks alongside him, trying to slouch less
"Good, you're working on your posture."
"I-yeah, I guess..."
(Did I make a character who could spell doom/change the entire f*cking game for hell? Yes. Yes I did.)
(w-who)
"Good posture leads to success!"
(His name is Nimway.)
"Pft-well that's a nice sentiment...but considering that being successful for me means long nights hunched over a desk wearing yesterday's hoodie...I think it's safe to say my spine's gonna suffer."
"Booo."
"Well it's not my fault that jobs in graphic design are so thankless!"
"Unfortunate. Maybe you could work for my dad. He's been needing a graphic designer."
"Wait-seriously!?"
