Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26273552-20161105143616/@comment-26821421-20161108024648

Thera had looked up from her knees, with a facial expression of happiness that Craig was back, astonishment of what he was able to do, and relief that the police were gone. "Really? How were you able to do that?!"

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Bryson sighed, and pulled his phone out. He shakily texted Undyne: 'Hry. r thdrf xnu njfd lolif3 dh170y3c im dklms?'... Jesus christ. Not only was it difficult to text with one hand, he was also still half-drunk. And this was reflected in his texts.

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Undyne's phone buzzed. She ducked away and checked the text. She stared, confused for a second.... Then groaned, facepalming. She texted him back: 'God dammit Bryson, are you seriously drunk right now?!'