I didn’t intend on this arc to go in the direction it’s actually going. I guess Karma’s frisk was too much for me to contain. Sorry the page is a little crooked. I’m not used to doing comics on physical paper! It’s fun though. When I ink though my hands get shaky. I’m nervous I’m going to ruin everything and the world will end!
Being on a mission is a hard, dude. You hardly have time to do things you want. I suppose you’re not supposed to do those things, because you’re supposed to “put them on the alter” and be a consecrated missionary. But that’s okay. I’m a missionary on the outside, but on the inside I’ll always be a teenage robot.

Fun fact: Tomorrow is my one year anniversary of being a missionary.

Here’s the original black-and-white: