Thomas Mopes

While we waited for Tina and Buddy to get ice cream, Graham, Thomas and I sat in the van in the parking lot. Thomas despaired of being left behind while his brother sat beside him giggling maniacly.

"How come I can't go with them?" Longingly, he gazes out the window for some sign of imminent return.
Quickly, boredom arrives. "How come they are taking too long?" Despair sets in (click to enlarge).