Pritchard

Uh, uh, I-I’m Pritchard, sir, uh, ma'am, uh, well, you know, just a kid!

You might not know me, but I-I’m kinda big on... uh... politics? Like, I really, really like them.

Oh, me? Oh, w-well, I’m... uh... freaking out, actually!

Tazara has got me in a pickle, and I don’t know what to do!

I mean, w-what if the Mayor finds out? Or more importantly, what if YOU tell him?

I can't decide! Should I help her, or do I stay true to my, uh, principles?

Oh boy, oh boy, this is like, uh, Defcon 1 on the political scale!

Y-you see that Post Office over there? It's practically my second home. The Postmaster? Oh, he’s a legend!

I think it’s the heart of the community. Without him, this place would crumble, you know?

Everyone's all like, "Why do you spend so much time here, Pritchard?" And I'm like, "Duh, it's where the magic happens!"

The Postmaster is basically my hero. I mean, who wouldn't love organising mail and keeping the town connected?

Uh, uh, no, ma'am, sir, uh, no-nonsense here!

N-no, I’m good. Really. I-I think.

Nuh-uh, no help needed. I-I promise!

Everything's f-f-fine. Oh gosh, I hope so!

I-I’m totally on top of it. Completely. M-mostly.

No trouble here, nope! Please don’t tell anyone!

Oh, great g-galaxies, yes!

Can you help? P-p-please?

Ha-ha-have you ever felt like you're about to explode?

I'm in a b-bit of a jam, could really use some adult wisdom!

This is big! L-l-like, world-ending big!

Oh boy, oh boy, I n-n-need a lifeline here!

Help? Did someone say h-human assistance?