Atrophy, Page 7

PAGE 7, PANEL 1

Makeup items - lipstick and other cosmetics - are scattered, discarded.

NARRATOR: "I've stopped painting that silly smile on my face."

PAGE 7, PANEL 2

Lily stands at a party looking bored and disengaged, between two other people who are talking.

NARRATOR: "I've stopped pretending to be interested."

PAGE 7, PANEL 3

Two panels side by side. On the left, a person walks away through a doorway. On the right, two people who appear interested in each other.

NARRATOR: "I no longer bother to give anyone my number."

PAGE 7, PANEL 4

A landline telephone sits on a table, silent and unused.

NARRATOR: "No one ever calls, anyway."

We had a phone that looked like that for the longest time until lightning fried it. That’s why you see this phone over and over again in my comics. It’s the only phone I knew for the first thirteen or so years of my life!