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“I can feel you staring. Don’t judge me….I can admire a mechs nice frame.”
“….Barricade’s a fine looking mech…” Trepan mumbles.
Trepan hums a bit as he stretches. “Alrighty. Now who did I need to see. Looks like the medics are finally taking a much needed break.”
“Ugh… Whatever happened to make me pass out has left me with a bad helmache. But…let’s see what messes I need to clean up or even create~”
Trepan jerks awake. “What the hell?! Did I pass out?!”
Trepan looks around. “…what is with this Pillow Princess Prowl thing happening? And why is Rung getting technical with the shape of our home??”
After a moment. “….wait. Do I even want to know???”
Trepan is not sure he is following what is going on at the moment. “….Meanwhile, I can’t land a single date. And here are bots talking about the ups and downs of certain types of lovers.”
“Hmm have things gone quiet? I don’t hear much happening out here?” He hums as he adjusts the bandage he put on his arm to cover up the damage. He’ll get it taken care of later.