Just as I first kissed one particular lady, we saw a shooting star. Says I, romantically, “It’s a sign! Cosmic items approve!” (It was a good kiss.) Eventually I drew this picture as a present for her, and asked her to remind me to die if I ever again decided to a) hand-draw a gradient or b) hand-draw stars or c) hand-draw a gradient around freaking stars.
I wanted to make the figures androgynous so it wouldn’t be limited to a lesbian couple like we were… but they ended up looking very heterosexual, and the guyish figure very much as if he’s sporting a truly dreadful mullet (as if there’s any other kind). So whatevs.