Tall dark stranger

Just a sloppy little drawing of Az that I did a couple of weeks ago and kind of forgot about. I imagine he's probably scoping out that frame around him and wondering why the sight of nooses would make him feel so awful. He looks at them and feels his chest tighten inexplicably and thinks of how being the Angel of Death is super confusing but then OH LOOK THERE'S A CELLO I THINK I'LL SIT HERE AND PLAY IT LIKE A MANIAC EVERY SPARE MOMENT TO AVOID THINKING ABOUT HOW SCREWED UP MY EXISTENCE IS. He thinks doing this will mean the nooses will never bother him again. Poor darling.