SLOTH

21 year old Shikamaru Nara lies in bed waiting for the day to be over.
Even though it's beautiful outside he's too lazy to move.
He needed to hire a personal addistant just so he could brush his teeth.
"Sir here is your ." His assistant,Ronnie said while handing shikamaru's pop to him.

"Ronnie! Open the top of this!" Shikamaru instructed,Ronnie sighed and opened the top of his pop.
Lazy ass No good of a boss. Can't even open pop by himself. Ronnie thought as he struggled to open the pop just right.
Then he handed it back to Shika,"HERE!" Ronnie accidentally said harsher than intended to.
"Wow someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I would slap you but too much effot." Shika said,
Unaware of me watching closely at him from the windows. Lazy,Lazy,;azy. What is that Shikamaru? He dismissed Ronnie so he could Watch tv.
Shikamaru dropped out of collage,so he could spend more time watching TV and eating cheese puffs.
School was too much work for him,all the writing and moving was just too much. Shika laid lazily on his bed as he gulped down his Soda.
Then he threw the can somewhere,knowing Ronnie would clean it up. Then he watched TV for the red of the day.
Not much happens in his house,and he doesn't have to worry about money either since his parents are rich and died,just last month.
Now Shikamaru just have to mooch off his parent's inheritance and never have to lift a finger.
Shika got it all,Money,Ronnie and Tv,what more does he need? His life.

"See you later." Ronnie waved good-bye as he left Shika's home. Eli sighed and contuined watching mind numbing TV and eating day old pizza Ronnie gave him.
Then the TV went to some boring documenary about starving children in Africa,he wanted to change the channel. But the remote was too far away on his bedside table.
I'll get it later. He thought and continued to eat,Why does chewing have to be so tiring?
Little did he know,I'm purning gasoline and around his house and inside his room.

"Hurry up. I'm trying to watch my soaps!" Shika shouted at the Tv.
The documentary was taking forever he did not gives a rat's ass about that.
What was he supposed to feel,pty? I lite a match and dropped it into the gas,instantly fire emerged and engolfed
Shika's house in flames. If he moves he lives,If not you know what would happen. Shika coughed at looked around his house, red
and orange flames surround him.
The only exit was the window,but he couldn't get up. was it couldn't or wouldn't?

"I'm going to die! But my TV! he shrieked but no one seemed to notice the smoke or flames coming from his house.
No one called 9-1-1. He died after a while then the fire started dying down,on shika's body writing in soot and ashes was: SLOTH.