Clara works in a refrigerated warehouse, her wool is so thick that it not only counts as clothing, but it also keeps her nice and toasty warm in the cold interior.

They leave the radio playing over the PA system and Carla can't help but dance to the music when she is on her way somewhere. Of course she can't dance to save her life, but she doesn't care. She moves to the music how she wants to.

Drawn by  Jae