Ever since her matriculating collegiate years, Imani has thrown her partying artistry days to the wayside and focused exclusively on the actuarial jobs that landed her two cushy jobs as a particle physicist and a regional human resources director. As such, her nose is perpetually clung to the proverbial grindstone – so much so that she’s developed a twinge of Stockholm. Nowadays, new challenges and hurdles elate her and a lack of efficiency in any field peeves her to no end (which is why she made for a killer self-defense instructor whilst Tahajin was still under her tutelage).
That said, every beast of burden has a secondary vice. In Imani’s case, it’s caffeine in all of its varieties. It’s one of the few things that can anesthetize her against those monthly tides of data-crunching and spreadsheet analytics. Though, she does frequently vent about being the primary breadwinner off-hours – and just how egregious her higher ups can be at times, retirement is the furthest thing from her mind. ”If anything, I’d miss all of this mental stimulation if I were to just up and drop it all at once. It’s never good to abjure ‘tapering off’ when it comes to an addiction!
Just an early Christmas gift commissioned for my mom, who’s still reaming through numbers despite only recently evading a cancerous complication! She’s definitely one helluva trooper, and I honestly couldn’t be prouder. Plus, I’m rather glad I got Angie to draw this up since, bias aside, my mom’s blisteringly adorable – and her fursona should be no different!