Panel 1: Casey is sitting up on Marie's futon; he has a duvet pulled over him. Marie sits beside him with a bowl of soup.
Marie: I'd better told the bowl.
Casey: I'm sorry.
Panel 2:
Marie: Well, it's not heavy.
Casey: I mean...I'm sorry this has happened.
Panel 3:
Casey: I never meant to come back like this, but I've got nowhere else to go.
Panel 4:
Marie: Damn it, Casey...you're undermining my desire to punch you in the face.
Casey: ...Good?
Alt-Text: Stop being so sweet and harmless, damn you.
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