[ AUDIENCE: BRADLEY BAIN ]

[dormheads]

Comments

[darksubverted]

[Bwadley would eat a veggie for him... :pensive: Riku doesn't deserve the people who are like this.]

Yeah... It's okay. You don't have to make him. If he wants to, he'll do it. If not... that's okay, too.

[He feels, like, a small twinge of upset, but there's more resolute acceptance than anything.]

[battling]

[Bradley would run himself into the ground for the people he cares about. This also includes eating a singular vegetable.]

... Aight. Long as you're fine with it.

[He'll respect Riku's decision.]

[darksubverted]

[Soft. Gonna bring Bradley some fried chicken and, like, some zuccini.]

It'll be okay. Thanks, though, for your help.

[battling]

[ Riku, he's being chased around by an ex lizard, why would you make him suffer too? ]

Rely on each other, right?

[darksubverted]

[Time to ship Bradley and Ex-Caiman. Bradley is the only one who can contain the man now.]

Yeah. That's still true.

[battling]

[He has a husband (it's complicated) at home!]

Good to know that's still the same.

Just y'know. Let me know.

[darksubverted]

Okay. I will. If we find something, I'll tell you. Keep helping Principal Bear in the meantime.

[battling]

Not much else to do.

[ He will. ]

[darksubverted]

Thanks, Bradley. I'll bring you guys some better food the next time.