A small self-indulgent piece I hammered from an old sketch I found in my archives. For my love of mild permanency, I have criminally underutilized the permaberry/caretaker relationship dynamic

for those who can't read or not seeing this in full rez;

"Well it seems this big blue belly of yours had different plans for date night"

"I should have listened to you and juiced earlier... Sorry for going full bloob on date night"

"No biggie, the reservation was free anyways, already called and canned it... But you still bloobed out on a Friday, you know what that me-eans!~"

"No-squeeze-weekend?"

"No-squeeze-weekend! Juicer-de-Carlos is closed until monday! Got snacks, planned out eats, just you, me, and this hectare of juice for the weekend!"

"Is that why there's a pillow fort out in the living room?"

"I always got a plan B!"