Panel 1: Iz is sitting on a bench at Ryerson, looking at his phone. Jacqueline approaches him.
Jacqueline: Your girlfriend won't leave me alone.
Iz: I don't have a girlfriend.
Panel 2:
Jacqueline: You spend all your time with her, tell her your secrets, and are terrified of her hating you someday. She's your girlfriend.
Panel 3: Iz stares at Jacqueline.
Panel 4:
Iz: Oh my God.
Jacqueline: Have revelations later. Solve my problem now.
Alt-Text: Well, that's it: Iz's brain just exploded.
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