Sloth
Blais Zambini had never been motivated. He never had to put much effort into his school work, he just sorta knew enough to pass with decent grades. He didn't have to try to get girls to like him, he was tan, foreign, had a noticeable enough accent, tall, sturdy shoulders nicely built, he even spoke in clever one liners that ended with that ever so charming smirk outside of his own accord. No one expected him to amount to anything, so why should he devote the time and effort just to dissapoint? He didn't have to go anywhere in life, he had a fortune waiting for him, many hopeful bride's, and a mansion of which could eat your house twelve times over, so why should he try. What did he have to try for?