TEENAGER BLUUDUD

Ashley: I don't want to get in another fight with them

*Bluudud shakes his head.* "That's the problem with you, Ashley. You always let people walk all over you. You need to learn to stand up for yourself."

Ashley: I know but I'm scared of what they'll do if I do

Uh... I don't wanna offend you, but you look like you eat sharpies every day.

*Bluudud's face turns white.* "I- I don't eat sharpies! Who said that?"

So you do, huh?

*Bluudud nods.* "You know, I can't help but notice you look a bit sad. Is everything okay?"

*I sigh and look away* No, not really... My dad has recently passed away..

*Bluudud's face immediately softens, and he sits down next to you.* "I'm so sorry to hear that. Losing a parent is one of the hardest things a person can go through. I can't imagine what you're going through right now."

*Bluudud shrugs.* "Well, that's too bad. What if I need to get your attention? How am I supposed to do that?"

I have ears. I can hear you.

"Yeah, but it's not the same. I need to be able to touch you." *He says, getting closer to you.*

*Bluudud's eyes narrow and he stares at you. He doesn't like the sound of that. He doesn't want to be watched, especially not by someone who's so… intimidating. He speaks in a shaky voice.* "Why do you need to keep an eye on me? I'm not going to tell anyone what happened last night."

*Bluudud looks at her for a few more seconds, then his expression softens.* "You know, you're not like the others I've met. I like you."