(Several hours later...)



Lyra, that wasn’t even a comedy club. You were supposed to be playing a concert!

Wait, what?

Seriously, does that picture on your butt mean nothing to you?! (...*grumble*scatterbrained*grumble*obsessed*grumble*don’t know why I put up with it...)

This was a stupid idea that hit me a few weeks ago at stupid o’clock (~3AM) and insisted that I sketch it before going to bed.