~ZiM~
~162/16
~Irken Invader
~Mood;; nervous and a bit annoyed
~Tagged;; blue
ZiM struggled through the snow. Being
only a metre tall, the snow was pretty
high up. He tried to pull his jacket up to
his neck, shivering. "ZiM. That's what I'm
called." He said, voice muffled as he
had pulled his jacket up past his mouth
and was holding it there. He sneezed
quietly. //ick! this is worse than rain!//














