[[ Art by @afr1_el on TT ]]

Brawler was sitting on a chair at the table, passing time by aiming at different objects with stretched rubber bands, using his fingers as a slingshot. After knocking down a variety of crumpled tissues and other small trinkets, the boredom had finally caught up, making him groan quietly and start to swing back and forth on the chair's hind legs. He would've managed to doze off, if not for the sudden knocks at his door that startled him enough to make him fall over, along with the chair.