I finally got my Drew plush yesterday. He’s warm and soft and snuggly.

He’s lost a bit of weight too but I’m too happy he shaved to be sad.

No, I haven’t died. Real life got in the way again but I do have news.

Drew finally shaved which means no more scratchy kisses or worrying about beard burn. Y’all have no idea how happy this makes me.

Something must be in the air cause I feel like absolute trash today too.

I’ve been struggling not to cry for the last hour or so and even Drew isn’t helping much.

Maybe I’ll feel better after a nap…

I’m really glad he’s stronger than he looks.

Oh man. I’m getting a plush version of Drew in a few weeks.

…and yes, it’ll be him at his squishiest. I can’t wait to love on him.

Oh man. Just when I thought Drew couldn’t be more of a sweetheart, I found out that, after somebody asked him what his favorite thing to do is, he answered with, ‘I like to leave tips. It makes me happiest when I can make somebody smile.’

He’s such a sweetheart. No wonder I like to compare him to honeydew melon.

I have the beginnings of a poem but I doubt it’ll be posted here as it would be better posted on SS. Unless I manage to turn it into an erotic poem, of course, but I doubt that’s going to happen.

I hope he keeps his gray hair.

Am I interrupting?

Nah, I’ll just watch.

Drew’s beard. That’s it; that’s the post.

I’m so not ready for this season’s finale. I don’t need to see him in a coma.

Him pretty.

Anyone seen Drew?

…so I’m not exactly sure what it says about me when something as simple as the lines around Drew’s eyes are enough to press my buttons, but there we are.

Today is one of those days where I just want to lose myself in Drew.

Here we go again.

Wait what?

I just love him so much.

What happened?

Yeah, the streaming service. And yeah, I have it just for Drew. It reset yesterday and now he’s all squishy.

If I didn’t have access to Pluto, I’d probably go nuts during the weekend even though I do have Drew’s sitcom as well. I just want to be near him 25/8.

I hope I’m not interrupting.

Where’s Drew?

How about no.

No thanks.

God, I want some of that.

I actually have vague ideas for two more stories like my most recent one. Whether I actually start writing them remains to be seen, though, cause I have stuff to do today.

Am I interrupting?