Bruce’s using Discord and it’s all your fault.

“Yes, I paid for your Nitro,” he texts you. “The whole year.”

You’re matching profile pictures, despite him not wanting to. Oh well. It’s not bad, even though he isn’t sure who the two cats in the icons are.

“No, I will not call you kitten because I buy your Nitro,” Bruce adds to his other messages. He doesn’t get that either. A lot of the things you do confuse him, but he loves you, so he’ll care about this Discord.