he was always in the room.
a cat-shaped nothing that's been quietly cameoing through every era, painting, and disaster since before anyone was counting. now he's a coin too.
field notes
he was in the back row.
Nobody remembers enrolling him. He never takes notes. He's failed nothing, because he's never once been called on.
he reached back.
Four years on his back, painting the heavens — and the one hand that actually reached out to something was his.
unmoved, as usual.
Great men have said great last words in front of him. He's never once caught what they were.
they came. he stayed unimpressed.
Even the light from above couldn't wake him up properly. They looked him over, decided there was nothing to take, and left.
reasonable questions
what is drip?
Honestly, we're still not sure. He showed up. He's still here. That's about as far as the investigation got.
is there a roadmap?
No roadmap. He wasn't planning on being in any of this either, and it's worked out so far.
why does he look like that?
Unbothered is a look, not an accident. He's had a very, very long time to practice it.
what happens if i buy $drip?
Nothing happens to him. He stays exactly this unbothered, which was always the point.