there's literally nothing here except a bathtub with a shower curtain. every time i look at it, i feel the fandom ghost sitting on my shoulder, whispering, "dooo iiiiit." you have no idea π
i've reached that point of exhaustion where i get the most creative, and idk whether i should go to bed and rest or make the most of these crazy bursts of inspiration (it's been my most challenging project so far and i'm freaking out and enjoying it at the same time)
if i survive this week, my responsible adult side will have a very hard time convincing me i really don't need yet another luke show this year as a reward/damages...
you truly never know when all the electricity-related pick-up lines you've heard over the years can become your survival skill ;)
even longer actually, bc there's this one 7yo who's really worried no one's gonna vote when i die so he volunteered π
