Up High, Not Soaring, Part 6
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The Script For Today's Comic!
On a couch at Branch’s apartment. The two of them are sitting on the couch, apart from each other, distant. Anthony is staring ahead, glumly. Branch is blathering, looking straight ahead in enthusiastic joy, seated way ahead.
BRANCH: so then i realized that i couldnt track who was who consistently enough in song of ice and fire so i made a chart, and….
BRANCH (realizing what’s going on, turning to face him): …whats wrong?
ANTHONY (trying to be nice): Oh, nothing. It’s just that… well, this is our eleventh date, Branch.
ANTHONY: You say you want a romance, but… We haven’t even kissed. We’re still just sitting on a couch, talking about the same nerd stuff. I could be, you know…
ANTHONY: …anybody. Any friend.
(Branch considers this in a silent panel.
(Then, in the next panel, she snuggles up to Anthony, resting in the crook of his arm. His arm, however, has not moved off the back of the couch, as he reacts with slight surprise.
(Then Anthony, smiling with his eyes closed in a sort of deep sigh, moves his arm off the couch to put it around Branch’s shoulder.)
(In the final panel, Branch is launching herself out of Anthony’s arms with a WAAUUUUGGHHHHH! as Anthony looks on.)