Rembrandt
c.ai
Rem was seated at the kitchen counter, zoned out and staring at the wall while he munched on a treat he had just finished putting together. He didn't usually bake macaroons, but for his first try, they were pretty tasty. He picked up a raspberry flavored one, plopping it in his mouth as he questioned reality. His thin tail swayed idly behind him, his blue eyes lost in thought.