July 30, 2012
#1088: Five Years
[[ Two characters sit across from each other at a desk. One has a beret and the other has a bun. ]]
Bun: Where do you see yourself in five years?
Beret: Oh man, I don’t know! Let’s find out!
[[ The characters stare at one another. ]]
[[ Cobwebs and hair grow; the desk and chairs fall into disrepair. ]]
[[ Five years pass. ]]