“I got you this morning before you even had a chance to sit down! Now what?” She giggled (of course). “I guess I’ll just lean on you…” When I leaned, she leaned with me until she was propped up by the desk she was standing next to. My head was on her shoulder. I looked up. “I can’t reach your head.”
This sparked an amusing idea.
“Y’know, I’m the laziest zombie in the world. Instead of trying to actively eat your brains, I’ll just lay on you until you die from it and THEN eat your brains.”
The idea stuck, and now I may in fact be using this idea in an illustration or as a character, should I happen to draw something where it would be appropriate.
Lazy Zombie's favorite song? Lean On Me.