This was actually a point in my writing where the idea of character motivation first fully sunk in with me. I always kinda’ understood, but something about this time period, it made it make more sense.
They are like a runaway train.
I do like strips like this where they are having a conversation, but yet the picture catches a very very minute moment.
Tickling has always fascinated me. This uncontrolled spasm which isn’t entirely unpleasant, but not entirely pleasant (or for me, i actually find it rather unpleasant, but doesn’t hurt). So odd.
I think if Stanley had answered it there would have a been a lot of yelling and sighing. And yowza, I drew Bruno rather fetching in this one didn’t I.
This was fun to write, because honestly, if Bruno had told ME this, I wouldn’t have listened to her either, and I don’t even have the distraction Stanley has at this moment.
I often wonder bout my friends who seem to attract insane people to their lives…. wonder about my own sanity. :)
Ah. So much of life is perspective. You can view a circus on your doorstep at the moment of a newly burgeoning romance as an interruption, or on the new light of morning realize how much of a joy it is.