STAY AWAY FROM THE LIGHT.

HOLD ON, HECTOR. EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY.

IT IS.

Remember that happy ending I was telling you about? Hector and two other cacti living together in harmony?

WROOONG. Everything went awry. Emily G. did all she could, but Hector must have been homesick or angry- he went wild. Two days and multiple tragedies later, he was in four pieces and headed for the dumpster.

He belongs in the dumpster. BUT NO. What did I do? I took him back, because I’m too fucking emotionally attached to him. That’s right.

So, now, he’s getting bed rest. He’s all bandaged up. Observe:

Hector resting up

Hector resting up

His arm is in a sling. A communist sling, of course.

Communist sling

Communist sling

I am not sure where I will sleep. His health is my priority in this time of crisis.

But, after he recovers…

GOD DAMN IT, I WILL FIND A HOME FOR HECTOR IF IT’S THE LAST THING I EVER DO.

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