I’m reaching for the phone
to call at 7:03
and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
but I know it’s too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
I think about halfway through this I thought “oh god this is so nerdy I shouldn’t subject the internet to my shipping crap” and then I realized I don’t give two shits and finished the drawing.
Also this needs to happen. The whole “let’s all pretend we’re okay” is stale.