Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-26854056-20170405201330

Leon pressed his face against the pillow even more, only to look back up at Harvard with a face as red as Oskar's hair. (Who was Oskar? He didn't know). Unable to form coherent sounds, let alone speech, he wildly flailed his hands around in a ridiculously bad shot at sign language, hitting himself multiple times in the face as a result.

''d-DON'T LAUGH AT ME YOU SADIST. WHY DIDN'T ANYBODY TELL ME SOONERHHHHH aaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA''

He rolled on his back, slapping his hands over his face as he screamed both mentally and audibly, the blush on his cheeks somehow getting even redder despite his dark skin.