Weasel System.

"Isn’t it ironic that a King loses to a Lord."

The Star

I sketched this yesterday and finished it today. I was thinking about the major arcana and both its meanings. I feel like my small crosshatching practice is finally starting to pay off!

Two of my favs.

Ryan is THE white guy who really fucks with keeping the fire going. He's finding a big ass stick and he's poking those coals like it's his job.

Naim once threw a pillow at Ryan so hard it knocked him out of his chair and he busted his head on a table. He needed five stitches and sitting in the ED, after Naim's 80th apology, Ryan just shrugged and said "At least it was really you this time". Naim did not find this funny.

Naim's daily screen time clocks in at around 10 hours.

Ryan's phone screen is so shattered it sometimes leaves glass bits in your finger.

On the morning of his first real job interview, Ryan woke up with the biggest hickey either of them had ever seen. He found this much funnier than Naim did.

Chronic insomniac Ryan which sucks ASS because he can't leave the room for obvious reasons. So it's just a lot of him lying in bed staring at a shitty motel ceiling listening to Naim snore. He can't complain.

Naim gave himself a stick and poke of a bird. It looks like shit.

Their debit card once declined when all they were buying was lube and milk.

Something something Naim finding Ryan at the mill something something Naim thinking he’ll never find him again