#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. ]]

Beret: Hah–

Beret: I

thought

so!