That's it! I can't do this anymore. I'm going to bed.
Want me to take you home?
No.
What are you doing?
You can't be serious.
We can go home. It's only a half hour...
hhssssssssss
Fine. Scoot over.

Emergency Bed

New Comic! Peoplefolk, the sheer amount of time I spend curled up against a partner's side in bed wishing the entire world away while they patiently amuse themselves with a book or mobile device... If I could instantly generate and then crawl into a bed every time I was just done with the world, I'd be spending a lot of time holding up traffic in intersections, that's for sure. Transcript below: That's it! I can't do this anymore. I'm going to bed. Want me to take you home? No. What are you doing? You can't be serious. We can go home. It's only a half hour... hhssssssssss Fine. Scoot over.