I may have drawn this out of frustration or something, but he sat in a notebook. I singled him out for his own file for some reason. Here he is now! I don’t know where these come from all the time, sometimes i draw something and it exists and there was a point to it and, in a moment like this, i was feeling something and I don’t feel it now. Maybe I’ll feel like it again, who knows. Here’s some additional robros.