"So there's this guy in my building right? Some kinda eastern dragon I'm pretty sure. HUGE dude. I don't know if he's one of those fatfurs or just really big y'know? Anyways, I'm in the laundry room and he comes waddling in and instead of wearing sweatpants and an old tee like any normal fur doing their laundry -- he's wearing one of those freakin'... sumo... thong... things... and nothing else! Anyways, he puts his clothes in the wash and we're both sitting there and I'm tryin' to just ignore him but I get up to check on my clothes and all the sudden I hear boom, boom, boom from behind me and I turn around. He's standing RIGHT there. I was gonna say something but suddenly he smirks and presses me against the wall of machines with his giant freakin gut and asks me if I wanna be his 'koh-hai' or whatever and wouldn't let me go until I called him 'sem-pie'... I gotta get out of this building man..."

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Slowly but surely I'm building up my tolerance for drawing actual backgrounds, not that this one is terribly complex or interesting or anything but hey at least he's not floating around in the abstract color void a lot of my pieces do.
Originally I just drew Shincha and sort out the background later and somehow I settled on the communal laundry room of his apartment building... *shrug*
He's not even a real sumo. He just wears the mawashi because he thinks sumo wrestlers are hot and he's a fat weeb.

The most unrealistic part of this whole thing is the idea that Shincha would actually do his own laundry.