Panel 1: Rose is kneeling on her bedroom floor, packing clothes into a box. Denise is crouched on the floor as well.
Denise: I should move in with you. The moms are getting clingy with me now too.
Rose: Uh...
Panel 2:
Denise: Don't worry; I was kidding. But I've got scholarships, so I may get a dorm room next year.
Panel 3: Alex, now in her teens, joins them.
Denise: It's hard to concentrate on my useless first-year classes when Alex is being fourteen all over everything.
Panel 4:
Alex: I'm not fourteen for another three weeks, you peasant.
Denise: See?
Alt-Text:
We first met Alex when she was being five all over everything. In the interim, she has mastered disdain.
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