Me and the girlfriend Charlie recently stopped going with each other after the inevitable drifting apart thing kicked in after I moved to Uni and with this came a few uncharacteristically boring nights for us.... no dancing on tables, taking over the dance floor or other random shinanigans just boring, unsure motions and awkward silences, its sad to think such a strong and fun relationship could wean so but shit happens!

So with that out of the way this piece represnts the last Sunday we spent together.... a frustrating 6 hours watching TV!!! lol Its a simple cartoony sketch I panned out after having a horrible night at the girlfriends house. It was so frustrating being so close to her having her to myself but being so unsure.... so held back by something... right enough her mum kept diving in with biscuits and tea every two seconds but that was hardly an excuse, there was no fire.... meh now I'm just getting emotional and shit.... ohhhh me heart, the piece itself is more humourous than "I wanna hang myself off a door handle" emo so as you can see its not quite as deep as this description may lead you to believe.

Anywho criticism is welcome as usual.