Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-39312933-20190517114156/@comment-72.205.23.158-20190722201822

Tristan smiled weakly. This wasn't what he had wanted to happen. His crush, the girl he loved, he couldn't do it. This wasn't the way he wanted to break it to her. It might be fun for everyone else in the room, but not for her. "My crush...." he began, but stopped. He wasn't ready yet. Because what if she felt the same way he did? Or what if she didn't? "My crush is someone in this room, but I'm not going to admit who." he finished.