Rude, Corrick.
Alright, I have my feet planted, my hands out. I'm ready for the onslaught of the "I knew it!"'s to crash toward me. Bring it, my faithful readers! Bring it!
Yeah, Vesper... Put on the damn necklace.
I tell myself, one of these days, I'll go back and fix my backgrounds. And then I just laugh, because no... No I won't.
... so it begins.
Ah, snap.
... though, gotta say, I love one panel pages.
Tegan, helping or hurting?
Dom, stop your belly achin'.
Not gonna lie, that horse from above was harder than it should have been. And have I mentioned, I hate backgrounds?
NaNoWriMo is going to kill me this weekend.
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