
“No,” said Spectre, “I only imagined I was being attacked by snow spiders.”
“Oh dear,” said Fuen. “Any history of mental health issues?”
“Some,” sighed Spectre. “Doctor says I have 70’s Fever.”
Fuen gave a pre-emptive wince. “What does that entail?”
“Oh, you know,” said Spectre, “short obsessions with Abba, T Rex and The Who.”
“Doesn’t sound too bad,” replied Fuen.
“It’s not,” said Spectre. “It only flares up now and again.”
A pause was followed by Fuen retroactively wincing.
~
Doodle and tale by Peter Edwards with his Posca Pens.
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I could say something……, but I’d be dating myself. Just “stayin’ alive”.
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Ooof, its OK Trish, not that dated! 🙂
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Then Fuen said, “Who are you? Who, who who who?! 😀
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Ooooh! Hah, love it! 🙂
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