Oh it was wonderful to go out with roommates. Someone to come home with and start that next act of the night: the coming down. The inventorying of all relationships great and small, the confessionals, the fridge gazing. The night isn't over, god damn it.
2 thoughts on “#923 – top form”
Woof I don't think I ever noticed Will's fresh ink bleeding through his shirt before.
So many things I see in this comic turn out to be "New York things" that I wonder if smoking inside a residence you do no own is one of them. Maybe there are "smoking apartments" in NY or something?
Or maybe Will is just behaving appallingly badly here and is likely to get sued when he moves out of his apartment.