#convo04: bradley

[tildaballantine]

Date: 15 May 2021 Time: mid-morning Location: Terry’s house Status: closed with @bradley-bradshaw​

“Naomi and I are taking a bet on whether Terry will cry at the wedding, do you want to join in?” Tilda asks, only half joking. The thought has crossed her mind to bet on it, but she hasn’t yet staked any money on it. She frowns, glancing around, but the old man hasn’t made an appearance since her arrival twenty minutes beforehand. “Terry not around, or is he still out sniffing for anything about the werewolves who attacked the bar?” She sounds annoyed, clearly still a little miffed that she didn’t know about it until much later. “I’d help him drag whoever did it through the mud, but my current project is a little too time consuming, I had to pass it to someone else. Probably for the best, I’m too personal.” She makes quotes in the air, rolling her eyes, even if she knows it’s best for her attention to be on Hugh’s assignment anyhow.