2nd Therapy Session: Caught in a Rad Bromance? [EVENT]

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[Here, have a Blitzwing absent-mindedly plucking the blades off a slapdash bouquet made of steel wind turbines, meant for a certain spiky-haired lawyer...]

He loves me... he loves me not... he loves me... he loves me not...

[That's the one he gets. He switches to his Hothead face and promptly throws the 'bouquet' to the ground.]

ZIS IS STUPID! FLOVERS ARE STUPID! I SAID TO GIVE HIM CHOCOLATES!