"Come on M you can do it!" My oc Sanata says pushing me towards the ultimate writer. I bite my lower lip and shyly look down as they notice me (or not its your choice of you don't want to talk to me.) "U-Um....h-h-hello.....um.....I r-r-really l-l-like y-your oc a-and t-the s-s-s-stories t-t-that y-y-you m-m-make a-a-and u-um....I-I-I w-w-was w-w-wondering I-I-if y-y-you w-w-would l-l-l-like t-t-t-to r-r-r-rp w-w-with m-m-me......u-um.....y-you don't h-h-have t-t-to i-I-if y-y-you d-d-don't w-w-want t-to....!" I stutter out as I cover my hands over my face, blushing like crazy.