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“Come on, he weighs like 100 pounds,” Jack hissed. “Why is it taking all three of you to hold him down?”

“I have no fucking clue,” said Holster, trying to be quiet. “He’s summoned some kind of super-human strength. It’s like wrestling a really tiny bear.”

“FUCK, Bitty, that’s my FACE.”

Bittle simply ignored Shitty’s pain and kept kicking with his free leg.

“Fuck, bro, just say sorry!” said Ransom. “What’d you even say to piss him off?”

Jack was backed up against a wall. “He was going on and on about some new album, and how it’s a huge surprise and…” Jack looked at them. “All I did was ask ‘why is Beyoncé so important?’”

“GODDAMMIT, JACK.” shouted Holster.

And now the entire library was looking at them.

“…up at bat. Folks, if there’s one man you’d want in a shootout this tense, it’s Jack Zimmermann.”

Check, Please: Year Three starts this week!

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“Oh my goodness, I think they’re looking wonderful this season,” said Bitty. The lady seated across from him on the Amtrak probably didn’t care all that much about the Falconers. But it was her mistake for making small talk with a Southerner. “A friend of mine, actually…”

(South Station to Providence is a little over an hour ride.)

“Oh, the blue. It’ll bring out–… It’ll look good.”

Some sketches from graduation.

☆ End of the Year Updates! ☆ 

The “End of Eric R. Bittle’s Sophomore Year at Samwell University” updates, that is. And it ends with THREE (?) comics posted this week! Say goodbye to Jack Zimmermann and B. “Shitty” Knight as Samwell ‘15 hangs up its jerseys for the very last time, and Bitty officially becomes a junior. ✔

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