This is another piece that I started years ago (2023, to be exact), and I can no longer remember what prompted it. I don't know why he's sad, but I liked the idea of him being turned away from the light/focused on the shade.
(Also, Eugene in the bath 👀👀👀)
Anyway, happy FitzFriday! I deliberately withheld posting this until now, even though I finished it last weekend.
















