(This is just a shameless plug for my TWSTD fanfic that involves my MC Bridget that I will publish eventually.)

Ace: Hey guys I've been thinking-

Bridget: No.

Deuce: No.

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Bridget: Okay guys, where the fuck is my medical bracelet?

Deuce: ...did you check your wrist?

Bridget: Oh yeah there it is.

•••

Trey: Are you okay?

Bridget: I dunno.

Trey: You had an asthma attack.

Bridget: Yea that makes sense.

•••

Cater: How are you feeling?

Bridget: I feel like I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown. You?

Riddle: I'm deeply concerned for your mental health, Bridget.

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Azul: What is your deepest desire?

Bridget: To be compressed.

Jack: ...out of all the things you could have said-

•••

Bridget: *looks at Rook*

Bridget: lol cheese curd man

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Vil: When will you learn to be more refined in your speech?

Bridget: bish whet?

•••

Ace or Grim: *does something stupid*

Bridget and Epel: What in TARNATION?!

•••

Vil: Okay you two stop being gremlins.

Bridget: Don't test me hoe

Epel: Did you just-

•••

Bridget: I have this desire to scream.

Cater: Sensory overload?

Bridget: As much as I hate to admit it, yes.