Sitting at my comedically tall dining table, I procrastinate profusely as I drown in homework. TAoCC/TBLS stares at me in my 'untouched since August' folder. "What happened to your motivation?" it asks, pointing at my 10+ WIPs and animatics. "Uhhhhh summer happened. I sowwy-" I try to say, but school drags me back to my table. TtVotV looks at me from across the room, clutching the few concept pieces I've made. "You forgot about me!!" it shrieks, pointing an accusatory finger at me. "I sketched you once on an old envelope-" I protest, but it shakes its head sadly. 'No Doubt, I Hate You' frog blinks slowly from its cage in the basement. Just a fever dream made at 1am, never to be completed. Woe is I.
