This comic was exceptionally difficult for me to do. It can be very easy for me to write about certain things and it can give the impression that I don’t really censure myself. And I’m not doing that here either, but I wanted to. Showing this sort of weakness is the toughest thing for me. I still don’t really know how I hurt my leg. This comic is me trying to piece together the evening from what I remember blubbering about. So the comic probably comes off as a bit odd and sketchy.

Also I make Rasmus look rather mean here. He was wonderful especially after he woke up and realised how damaged I actually was.