In the garage of her home, seated by some run down desk she got in some sale, Clukr was working herself away at some blueprints for a new project. They seemed to just be some rough draft for a gadget, probably something she’ll just end up giving away to her neighbor or hoard in her room when it’s finally built.

Letting out a yawn, her free hand tapped her cymbal, attempting to keep herself awake with the noise to at least finish the blueprints for the day. Or. What was left of it, at least. “Uurggh..jeez, how long have I been awake…?”