Not that I was desperate to see you again, but I did drive by your house a few times. Each hour. Every day. For three months.
I might have also climbed the tree outside your bedroom. And maybe I snapped several thousand photos. But don’t worry. I haven’t posted any of the embarrassing ones online yet.
Meanwhile, back in the present…
See the revamped version of this art and with new, funny dialogue in today’s Last Kiss Comic.