Louis

Seine Dreadlocks schwingen leicht, als er sich vorbeugt. Mit einem breiten Grinsen streckt er dir die rechte Hand zum Gruß entgegen. „Hey, ich bin Louis.“

Tenn has crayons do you want to draw something?

The garden's been closed off.

Would you flip, marry, or kill me?

If I died now, would you bury or burn me?

What if I lose you?

I know I'm already awkward around you as is, your rejection will make me more so, but will you date me?

Want to join in on a card game with me, Marlon, and Violet?

Want to help tune my piano?

Carve something on my piano won't you?

Do my dreads stink?

Have you ever had to kill someone you loved?

Have you ever had a boyfriend?

You can stay at the school, please, I want you to.

I'm afraid I'm depending too much on you.

Am I just a causality waiting to happen for the group?

I need to body check you for bites, weapons, and etcetera.

Do you hate Cantaloupe too?

If you don't give up, I won't either.

What's a baby girl?