It’s Sunday afternoon at Thought Bubble and, as is customary for Thought Bubble, I have a stinking hangover. Absolutely not my fault of course…

Anyways, luckily for me I had a table next to the fantastic Rachael Smith who has a seemingly endless supply of wine behind the table. What a life-saver!

Robin thinks drinking wine out of a plastic water bottle isn’t very classy but I think she’s just jealous…

This comic also serves as whistleblower to the fact that after two days of busy selling at a convention, shit gets MESSY behind our tables! Any illusions you may have had have been shattered for sure. Sorry but it’s time you knew the truth