Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170602183347

"I... I guess."

Leon sighed, turning his face to the side and fiddling with the bedsheets. He frowned slightly at Harvard's question, glancing at him from the corner of his eye. He waited for a few minutes before hesitantly answering, voice barely a whisper.

"She just started screaming about how we're abominations, how I'm an idiot and how I should break it off with you before you murder me like Liam and Tina... I couldn't stand her saying things like that about you so I-"

He shook his head, turning his face back into the pillow as he actively tensed, his voice muffled by the bolster.

"...I don't want to bother you with it. I think you already know how that conversation ended. Considering the pieces of 19th-century vase wedged in my back."