|Friday, December 10, 2010|
|Panel 1: Marie is sitting on her bedroom floor, talking to Caid.|
Caid: So this guy doesn't need to shave and doesn't seem to get any older, but his hair gets longer?
Marie: I remember him having haircuts.
Caid: Do you think maybe you're imagining the not-getting-older thing?
Marie: It's possible.
Marie: But I used to think of Casey as older than me. Now I think of him as younger. It doesn't make any sense.
Marie: ...I say to the imaginary man.
Caid: Really, I'm just sitting here mouldering in everlasting torment.
Alt-Text: Bizarre supernatural mystery or all in her head? YOU DECIDE.