#usually....

And why would you lose followers for being a furry? It's 2024, cringe culture is dead, be furry, be cringe, be free, it's all okay.

Even though Micah usually had a rule not to drink before shows, he had foolishly allowed himself to break that rule. ‘ One drink ’ gradually turned into five and by the time he was on stage he had a pleasant buzz. At least that was one upside to this all, even though all he wanted to do at this point was collapse on the tattered leather couch in his apartment. The moment his set finished he headed backstage to freshen up minimally before making the decision to head to the small venues bar. He allowed his body to lean up against the wooden support frame of the bar as he waited for the bartender to finish fixing up his drink, the glass of rum and coke slid to him across its surface. But before he could lift the glass to his lips and take a sip, he felt a pair of eyes on him. He turned to look over at someone who was now standing beside him and looking at him. A fan? Someone he had a one night stand with? “--Do I know you…? Or do you just like what you see?” He teased.

A couple of risque doodles to end my night/begin your day.