Almost two thirds of the way done with this first volume!

Our friends here will be moving along shortly, I promise. (For me, drawing two pages a week, it feels like we’ve been in this tent for a month and a half).

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Sometimes life gives you lemons. Sometimes, life gives you a mortally wounded man suffering from multiple layers of crushing PTSD, all while you’ve got your own problems.

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A little late, but it’s still Tuesday, so here we are!

I’m having so much fun with expressions and body language. There’s so much to show! I wouldn’t claim to be good at it (I’m not that good at body language in real life, much less drawing. I voluntarily wore a mask longer than I was required to when I was a barista in 2020/2021 because it meant I didn’t have to worry about what customers thought about my thinking face).

Also, I don’t know what the light’s doing, I’ll fix it next draft.

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Nobody panic! We have two protagonists actually having a conversation!

I may have forgotten Ichiro’s scars in the last panel. My policy is that once I hit “export” (to turn the Photoshop document into a JPG), I don’t go back and make changes. All those edits are for when the first draft is done.

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Hi, I’m back.

Sorry for the schedule disruption! I got my antibiotics and feel much better.

Ichiro is awake and still very depressed, as the thumbnail above would suggest, so be ready for that when you find the page below: