Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150309093937/@comment-32663439-20150311042838

Lissa leaned heavily against Ventus, sobbing quietly. After a couple minutes, she had stopped sobbing, and was instead taking deep, shaky breaths to regain control of herself. A little while longer past. "I'm a wre-re-re-re-reck, aren't I? I'm a stut-ut-ut-ut-ut-ut-ut-ut..." She started to choke up again, obviously mad about her stammering. "A stuttering l-l-l-loser! I can't even spe-pe-peak right, I can't do anything ri-ri-right!" She wasn't even looking at Ven as she spoke. Her face was partially buried in his chest, the other half of her face looking downwards.