Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-26854056-20170409183931

Leon huffed, turning his head around to peck a large scar on Harvard's wrist despite how he practically disintegrated in a flustered embarrassment. He turned to him, playfully glaring at him accusingly as he stuck out his tongue.

He stood up from the chair, tucking it in before kissing Harvard on the lips, humming to himself silently.

''Suuurree you did. With how many times you made me blush, I wouldn't be surprised if I turned into a tomato tomorrow.''

He chuckled, only for his face to drop, his mental tone slightly panicked.

''Harvard, do we have enough supplies for Wendy? Where's she going to sleep and what would she wear?!''