Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-26854056-20170405163420

oH S H IT

POOR HENNY

MY S O N

shOULD I MAKE HIM SCARED OF HIM OR SOMETHING ELSE I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING GOOD RIP

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Leon shrunk back into the bed, looking at Harvard in horror (?) as he tried to writhe away from his grip. He was in too deep now. What has he done?

In his panic, he tensed up, having no idea what to do as Harvard shook him. This was not the man he fell in love with. He spurted out reassurances out of his own fear, shielding his face as he clutched onto the blankets for dear life. If he could murder his brother in the heat of the moment, he could very much do the same to him.

''I-I-I'll stay! P-Please stop crying- I'll do anything just don't hurt me- Please!''