Homesick Page #3

How was your day?

Nothing special.

Where is my tiger?

My big one.

dangerous one!

Don't ask me.

I already looked where

he hid himself yesterday.

Pikachu!

He's annoying.

The cat is annoying.

The way he is hiding all the time.

Do you think he doesn't like me?

Bullshit. He's tiny and he's afraid.

That's pretty normal.

Do you think it's stupid

if we return him?

Are you crazy?

Why not?

We won't swap him.

just because he doesn't respond.

Oh! Now look at him!

It will be fine.

Give him some time.

My little tiger.

Whose turn is it?

- Yours!

It's just been her turn.

You're such a smartass!

I'm the winner anyway!

That might be true to some degree.

I got that habit from my ex.

Every game ended with him being offended

and then he locked himself

in the bathroom!

You know him.

He was generally

a denier of intelligence.

Why were you with

that "denier"?

Hold on! Was it that certain ex...?

Yep.

Now the question is superfluous.

I had a girlfriend who was

the opposite. She always won.

No matter if she knew the game or not.

No need to bring her to a game party,

'cause nobody would play with her.

Well. Lucky at cards...

One, two, three, oh!

Who has got the yellow one?

- Which ex is that?

Sabine. I'm not sure if you met before.

- The violinist.

He has got a weakness for musicians.

- I knew you would say that!

Well, she is rather pretty.

What is she up to now?

Are you still in touch?

Not really.

Maybe a message on birthdays or so.

What is she doing now?

I think she has finished the academy

and plays in an orchestra.

And which orchestra?

Jessi! If you are keen to know

you should meet her one day.

Not a good idea.

That would be a complete flop!

One might just ask.

Which orchestra?

The philharmonic orchestra.

Coffee anyone? Dessert?

I'll have both.

No coffee for him though.

Or he'll be unbearable all night.

- Yeah, right.

You can sleep on the sofa, again.

So she's stressed out?

Maybe a little tensed-up

because the competition is close.

And...

she thinks

our neighbours are harassing us.

What?

For real?

Like they do in the movies?

- I can hear you!

It isn't a secret, is it?

Nope, but then better show them

the photos on my mobile!

Photos?

Oh no!

That was right after we moved in.

Oh, a warm welcome!

- That's disgusting!

Disgusting indeed, cut it out!

That doesn't mean

you get bullied.

Look, how delicious!

Yummy!

Here you are, sweetie.

- Thanks.

I wanna marry you!

May I, darling?

- I have no objections.

Hey, please, say something!

- Do we know the bride price already?

About the neighbours:

I remember.

Back in school, I used to think

all teachers were against me.

Every bad grade felt like an attack.

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