AUDIO;

[inferiordude]

Barricade?

I, uh. I need your help. Please please please, 'Cade, I can't...

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[Audio]

[inferiordude]

Kay, I uh--

Just. Need a hand. Or two, ah-- hm.

[Audio]

[littlecrowgirl]

...

[That didn't sound good.]

A-Are you hurt...?

[Audio]

[inferiordude]

N-no! Of course not!

No, I'm fine, h-ha. Don't even worry!

[Audio]

[littlecrowgirl]

You promise?

[If you're lying she's going to throw her pen at you Soundwave and IT WILL HAVE THE FORCE OF A SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD BEHIND IT]

[Audio]

[inferiordude]

Promise.

[And he'll accept that; he just hates the idea of making you worry.]

[Audio]

[littlecrowgirl]

O-Okay. Is Cade on his way? I can get him if you need him...

[She doesn't really believe him, but he promised.]

[Audio]

[inferiordude]

Yeah. He's got me covered, Rockstar. No worries.

[Audio]

[littlecrowgirl]

[That at least relieves her a bit.]

Good. Cade can do everything.

We can still rock out soon, right?

[Audio]

[inferiordude]

Sure can. He's a good friend.

I promise to tell ya when we can. Okay?

[Audio]

[littlecrowgirl]

I'm holding you to that promise.

Don't get into trouble!

[Like you're one to talk, Kay.]

[Audio]

[inferiordude]

You too, Rockstar. Catch ya later.