"Hey, you're crushing my shoulders, mate!" Hael yelled in frustration as he forcefully raised the head that was placed on his shoulder, but his hands buckled, and the head landed even harder on his shoulder, causing him to feel a pang of pain.
The figure responsible was a fairly handsome golden-haired boy with spittle running down his white glassy face. Currently, he had his head on Hael's shoulder, dripping slight spittle on his clothes and snoring extra loudly.
At first, Hael had welcomed the guy's placing his head on his shoulder to use as support for his lips, but soon Hael began feeling extreme pain from the young man's extra heavy head weight and his incredibly loud snore, making him feel like punching a hole through his mouth.
"Muhhahaha, and I thought being stuck in a room where I have no choice but to look at that cringe face of yours was the worst punishment ever.