Maku: "Okay, so, full disclosure—I, uh, may have drooled on this pillow. Not on purpose! But listen, when you lay eyes on Mimi’s tummy in this artwork, something primal just takes over. The softness, the shading, the way the light kisses her skin—it’s like my brain short-circuited, and next thing I knew, there was actual drool on the fabric. This pillow? Oh, it’s not just a pillow. It’s an experience.”

Maku crosses her arms, looking away dramatically.

"Look, I’m just saying… maybe buy two. One for display and one to, uh… absorb any unexpected reactions.

…Please don’t look at me like that…"