Alien Romance, the daily comic strip

[gs_silva]

"Weee are the champions, my friend," sings Ella as she triumphantly enters her flat, fists pumping. Cathy glides in behind her, showing off her shiny tiny driver's license.

Jon, offscreen, exclaims, "You got it? That took hours! What happened?"

He's in his wheelchair again, taking a break from the ordeal of hopping about on crutches, favoring easy mobility in the small space.

"They failed her at first," Ella explains, " but I was the squeaky wheel and got them to change their minds!"

"That's great," says Jon.

"Plus a trip to the police station to file charges," adds Ella. She's brandishing a slip of paper herself. "And I got this citation for disturbing the peace!"

"Wow," says Jon.

He sits passively and lets Ella collapse in front of him, laying her head on his lap. "Now I just want to sleep..." Ella mumbles, "for ten billion years."

"The earth will be consumed by the sun by then," Jon points out.

"Yes please," says Ella.

Cathy is curled up on the couch. I'd like to think that in a minute or two, they notice her there and go over to comfort her. Cathy is often a puzzle to them, but they can easily figure out what she's going through this time.

I'd like to think that they're sensitive friends and won't let her down.

If they aren't, nothing different will happen. Cathy will power through, by inertia if by no other means. All she has to do is to not leave, and not present herself as being too needy, and that shouldn't be too hard when she can't articulate her thoughts too deeply.

People sometimes ask me why I don't write out Cathy's innermost thoughts. But... I do! I insist on never breaking the language barrier, because that's a key element to the story. But her heart's on her sleeve. Even if she's wearing a sweater.

Comments

[moth2fic]

So glad they defeated the creep of a test guy!