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"I didn't have a choice!" he snapped at her suddenly. "I'm a Pred, that means I use my nappy when the belt tells me too! You know this!" he said, huffing like a toddler.
The rational part of Nicks brain wanted to comply, and just get this over with. But right now he wasn't in the mood to think straight. "NO." he told her. "I'm not getting my nappy changed on a damn park bench. I'm going to find a proper changing station!"
And with that, he marched off to do so. Unfortunately, he didn't get very far before Judy reacted.
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