Something a bit off-topic; I randomly remembered it and decided to draw and upload here cause why not. One night I was walking in a forest at 11-ish pm when out of nowhere a police car pulled up behind me. The worst interaction of my whole life ensued.

(I have always been of the opinion that whenever I go outside alone late at night, I'm more at risk of running into cops than addicts/rapists/murderers. This assumption has only been confirmed so far: any addicts I noticed on my walks did not want to interact with me. The police? Those bastards sneaked on me in their car in the middle of a fucking national park.)