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Bridget is thinking. He has been wandering as he has thought, and has ended up in the Nexus for his very first time, except he doesn't even know that. He just needs an answer, from someone.
It's something really important, and it bothers him greatly that he can't find the answer on his own. He likes to figure things out for himself, but this time it just doesn't seem possible.
He puts his hands on his dainty, very girl-like hips and says, with a very sullen voice: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Despite his question he seems to be perfectly fine. Even though, in every aspect from clothes to face and eyes, everything, he looks like a she.
It's something really important, and it bothers him greatly that he can't find the answer on his own. He likes to figure things out for himself, but this time it just doesn't seem possible.
He puts his hands on his dainty, very girl-like hips and says, with a very sullen voice: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Despite his question he seems to be perfectly fine. Even though, in every aspect from clothes to face and eyes, everything, he looks like a she.