Goodness, I can hear the scrape of Henry's chair through the paper, and let me tell you, my misophonia isn't a fan.
For the 18th prompt, "Scrape," I drew Henry Stickmin in one of the many situations I don't like dealing with: sitting in the squeakiest of chairs and putting up with their constant, noisy interruptions. Given how loud these kinds of chairs can be, I'm sure Henry wishes to be in the shoes of a certain headphone-wearing agent. 😅
Enjoy! ❤️