Here it is, the most wonderful time of the year.
Aww but what's this?!
Seems our poor girl faces a bit of a dilemma. Having given in to temptation & foregoing all inhibition, it seems she's consumed so much of her absolute favorite seasonal delight that the very thought of even just leaving the house has become such a daunting prospect. And after running two or three different delivery app services ragged over the course of the past few weeks, now, even they won't accept her orders any more!
But what's this? Her dear friend posting a little while ago that they were going to be right near by the coffeeshop anyway?! Maybe they could do her a solid! Pick up a dozen ventes or something! Yes!! THE PUMPKIN SPICE MUST FLOW!!
Only... well... after the sheer amount of that Pumpkin spice our poor girl's pumped into her body this season so far? It seems she's maybe just a wee bit self-conscious. Maybe they could just leave for her, you know, in the other room? Yell through the door? Pretend she isn't decent? Wait, but then how is she going to even be able to get it if it's... Fuck. She didn't think this all the way through...
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Had to do it to 'em. Sorry. It's Autumn now & I can't not...? And while the social distancing reference might make it a little TOO timely, eh. Done before September's Hope installment, but it kind of took a back seat until I finished that up. I have both the regular old 'roundflab' version & 'stroke of midnight' edition above. And a process timelapse (of everything before text & corrections) below for those interested.
Would love to maybe do one or two more 'Pumpkins' this month, but can't make too many promises given schedule. But I do promise to do my best!
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