“It’s so damn humid,” Daniel complained. “I’m feeling so languid. I don’t mind the heat, but this mugginess is killing me. I’m literally doing nothing and yet I’m sweating like a pig. I’m more accustomed to dry heat.”
“Well, you’ll just have to export yourself back to Phoenix,” Jimmy said.
“Or import the dry air from Phoenix.”
Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammi Cox, where the word is “languid” in 57 Words.Also for the Saturday Mix – Opposing Forces from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, where the word pairs are humid and dry and import and export.