For Soren, summers in his third floor flat can be a particular sort of hell.

He much preferred the wetter and colder months of the year--unsurprising, Being the literal snowbird that he was. Normally he'd grind his beak and power through the season as best he could. But this year's summer? Back to back heatwaves. At this rate he'd turn into a bird shaped puddle!

It's not enough that he's boxed in by his neighbors above and below either. His only source of AC is a lone unit at a west facing window--one that's seen better (and less hotter) days. Box fans barely did anything either; ineffectually circulating already too-hot air. Shedding his clothes did little to help as well, what with all the fur he has (and besides, he's usually strutting around half naked in the privacy of his home anyways).

His only true friend in this stuffy hellscape was his refrigerator. That boxy appliance was his near-literal lifeline, providing on-demand refreshment, ice, and gusts of frigid air.

Oh to be a set of eyes at the back of that fridge, looking on while he grabs a cold one for the umpteenth time that day, lingering in relief while fanning his clammy fur with the door. It's almost worth it to see him suffer so, just to see his face brighten up in relief and delight.
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This fun commission was drawn by  Zephyxus a while back, featuring a sweaty Soren turned fridge frequenter! Fun fact: one of the previous apartments I lived in was on an upper floor and was an absolute nightmare to be in come summertime ahaha. Except in my case management didn't even allow window AC units, what fun.