Monday, January 1
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<img loading="lazy" src="https://rowan-road-0c7.notion.site/image/https%3A%2F%2Fprod-files-secure.s3.us-west-2.amazonaws.com%2F93e66be9-e4bd-49d6-9241-15de73a2901e%2F8f2f3276-03dd-42c7-b071-b56d79844545%2FNALS_01.01-50x50.webp?table=block&id=6b8964d2-1688-4150-ad03-f57c50d7cf2b&spaceId=93e66be9-e4bd-49d6-9241-15de73a2901e&width=2000&userId=&cache=v2" alt="|| Panel 1: Across the top third of the panel, the title: 'Chapter 1: January'. Angel and Portia are on the couch in the living room. Portia is in PJs, reading a Kindle. Angel is lying under a blanket, blinking awake. || Panel 2: | Angel: NOOOOOOOO!! | Portia, understandably, jumps. || Panel 3: | Kate: I'm here. | Kate is just there, all of a sudden. Like she teleported. There’s no indication that she moved. Joel is now running into the frame, too. | Angel: I fell asleep before miiidnight! I missed the transference of yearrrs! || Panel 4: | Kate: Angel, next time you scream like that, there better be a kidnapper in the house. | Joel (wagging his finger): Or a really big spider. | Angel: Now I have to wait 52 weeks to wish for world peace slash domination slash peace! | Portia, trying to focus back on her Kindle, rolls her eyes.">
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