Looking at the singer here; I'm quite glad I have issues putting sound to pictures in my mind.



But everything else... God help me, I love these two together. They come off as being so very real, it's like I know I've met people just like them in my life and I can imagine them in this exact situation. It feels like this is something I was there to see instead of like when you're watching a TV show where you're waiting for the canned laughter or the dramatic music swell to happen. The only thing potentially taking us out of what's happening is Lisa's narration; but that's been a huge part of the story to the point where we can't really imagine it without it. I have no idea if you'll actually see this post but, thank you for making this. My feelings on this comic are... unusual; I find myself loving and hating it at the same time occasionally. Loving it because it feels genuine, entertaining, and has a lot of real heart that you can't fake. And hate because... damn it, I'm jealous of both the creator and the characters involved. I've wanted to write since I was in 9th grade, but nothing I make has this kind of heart; at best I make concepts that I can't make anything out of. I see the lives these characters lead and I wonder to myself; "was there stuff like this going on when I was younger and I was too blind to see it, too afraid to actually look?" It makes me step back and wonder what did I miss out on, and what am I still missing out on? The whole reason I bring this up, in one of the penultimate pages, is because a web comic is drawing these emotions out of me. A web comic I stumbled across, while I was looking for something else entirely a month ago is doing this to me. That, to me at least, is the sign of masterful work in storytelling: being able to provoke feelings in your audience they would never have expected. Bravo sir, Bravo.