In which Jason Richardson is just as awful as advertised.
Yeah, sorry this one’s a week late. Lost all of April to new toys, anxiety, and filling in for sick and loaned out coworkers. Anyway, think the drawing turned out okay, especially the latter half where I was playing with new pens. Might polish the dialog later, because, I dunno, it seems kind of perfunctory.
Then again, on second read, I dunno. I’m reading it over again and it seems alright. Hm.
