Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20160408213713/@comment-3991308-20160616210613

"No idea?" Bastion arched an eyebrow, still facing away from the Yankee. "Seems like there's a lot on your mind, honestly."

He stepped away from the window and finally slowly turned around. "Granted, there's a lot on my mind as well. I mean, we're teenagers. Fickle and indecisive and overemotional. You could talk, you know. That might be cathartic."