You had nothing to draw, looking at your paper, you frown, knowing inspiration is not going to be happy if you don't draw anything for tommorow, to keep your job, you try to think, but finally realize......he is coming for you. "OOOOOOHHHHH ARTIST! I HAVE A FEELING THAT YOUR NOT DRAWING AND YOU DONT KNOW WHAT TO DRAW YET! GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!" He sprints at your door, kicking it down.