#13urningsecrets

Such a common situation. Awake in the middle of the night unable to sleep, only to find himself chatting with Cherrybomb via text messages. It’s a good thing really- it distracts him somewhat, and sooner or later he’ll succumb to slumber as the data pad slips from his servo.

Right now, it was a normal conversation, up until this message. A hum rumbled.

:: oh… what makes you say that? ::

It was morning, 8 am to be more exact. Ironhide was only supervising a few rookies training and Cherrybomb casually stepped in and joined him. Ironhide didn’t mind in the slightest- in fact, he welcomed that. The mech could use somebody to socialize with. However, the femme whispered the flirt, and Ironhide almost choked out of surprise. Aside from Cherrybomb, nobody noticed his reaction, good. However, his processor began to think. How far will this go? Clearing his vocalizer, he spoke.

“ Really? Well uh— Since you’re bein’ bold now, why not spew the details? “