 Hera SPNer | Whovian | Sherlockian | | Artist | Cornhusker | Blackhawks
Bradley was in desperate need of food. Mainly because it was more than halfway through the day and he hadn't eaten since breakfast. His stomach was really starting to fight against him. But he'd just been so busy getting everything set and taking care of kids. Once his healer duties were taken care of, he asked someone to cover him while he took a well needed break.
...and of course the food court was packed. With a slight sigh Brad got in line. Didn't these people know he was about to die of hunger? Well not really, but still. He wanted his food now.
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