@dilansahin event starter: closed for dilan
"Someone actually wrote this?" The hidden message booth was... certainly a choice, all things considered, but the attempt at poetry that had been haphazardly slapped across the letter he currently held was enough for second hand embarrassment to pulse in his chest. "Oh, to be a lovesick teenager once again..." He'd rather die than go back to that stage of his life. "Have you received any yet?" If Jason hadn't offered her something from the cheesy, lovesick aesthetic of an event, he'd clip the boys ears.










