Description

Panel One: Profile shot. Cal is sitting on the floor in front of the bookcases, surrounded by stacks of books. There is an open book in his hands. He looks chagrined as he says to himself, in Spanish, "Ugh, another overdue one."

Panel Two: The bookshelves. They are empty except for seven textbooks. The evening sky is just visible through the window behind the cases. From off, panel, Cal says, "He's just got textbooks?!"

Panel Three: Closeup of Cal's eyes, wide with shock. "Wait," he thinks.

Panel Four: Cal looks over his shoulder at the now-clean half of DJ's room. He's thinking to himself, "He only owns school supplies, swordfighting gear, and..."

Panel Five: A closeup of the scalpel Cal threw, still stuck in the dartboard. It's hightlighted with rough white crosshatching, and glints menacingly. Dark shadows frame the panel. "Scalpels?!" Cal finished his throught, but the thought balloon is wavering.

Panel Six: Cal is taking the lid off of one of his wooden moving crates. He's talking to himself in Spanish. "I gotta unpack and make this place normal before DJ turns into a serial killer."

Panel Seven: Cal grins sheepishly to himself as his stomach growls. "After dinner," he says. SFX: ~grruull~

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