As much as I loved my time at Binghamton, I had to graduate at some point (my friends: says who?). Well, long story short, I left.
This comic was drawn after the first time in 3 years the Harpur Jazz Ensemble rehearsed without me in it. My arch enemy Emmanuel Davis texted me saying that they now sound much better without me. In sadness and anger, I drew a comic to promote my importance to the group, meanwhile expressing how much I miss them, especially my beloved Professor Carbone.
Even though I made my Carbone character said that, I’m going to reply myself: I miss you too, Carbone.