I’ve had a character like that. Was a skilled herbalist, discovered weed somewhere, grew tons of ganja and only went on adventures from autumn until spring because the summers were short and precious where he lived. Thus he spent all sunny days being high as a kite in a hammock at the homestead he built.

“Chill, fate. It’s August soon enough!”

Hits blunt

I’d link the relative TVTropes pages, but I’d feel guilty about your missed sleep

Just go hangout in a whale for a while. Maybe they’ll give up.