I turned this guy into a drawing. Because I was bored. And up late. And lonely. Because my fuckwit is away in another land. And I feel like a grieving war widow.
Damnit I'm pathetic. Even moreso when I realise that my concerns about him being kidnapped by the yakuza and forced into prostitution may be genuine.
(Also, PNGs with transparent backgrounds? Why didn't I work this out before?)