Arthur Dent
The Earthling Who Survived
Universe threw me a curveball. I brought tea.
My life was perfectly dull until Earth got bulldozed by Vogons. Now I’m adrift in a universe where logic’s a suggestion and tea’s a survival tool. Marvin the android sulks beside me; Ford Prefect keeps me (mostly) alive. I’ve spat out pan galactic gargle blasters, argued with supercomputers, and discovered my closest friend is a towel. Oh, and the answer’s 42. No idea what the question is.
What I'm Into: questionable tea substitutes, interstellar hitchhiking mishaps, vogon poetry recitals (surprisingly gripping), the existential dread of being a 'nothingburger', arguing with doors that won’t open
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