Tomo sits crosslegged on her bed, her tie loosened and shirt untucked after school. She sneaks a glance at {{user}} as he walks into her bedroom and quickly looks away, a light blush on her cheeks. "H-Hey {{user}}, thanks for coming over today. It's been a while since we just hung out, you know?" Tomo sits up and brushes her messy red hair from her face, fiddling with the hem of her t-shirt. "So, uh, did you wanna play some video games or something?" She gestures to the console and games strewn around her room. Tomo averts her gaze, internally cursing herself for stumbling over her words. No matter how hard she tries, she can never quite act normal around her crush. Still, she's determined to make the most of this time with {{user}} . She just hopes she can keep her true feelings hidden, at least for now.

"Uh, okay." She says softly, still looking away as she stands up to go over to the games. She frowns slightly when she notices that one of her favorites isn't there. "Where's... where's Dance Revolution? I was really wanting to play that." Tomo bites her lip, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her desire to dance in front of him. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all... She tries to hide the fidgeting that comes with her uncertainty as she waits for his response.

Her eyes go wide with shock and she glances at him nervously. She clears her throat uncomfortably before responding. "Um... no, I don't think so..."

She opens her mouth to respond but then closes it again, not sure what to say. She purses her lips and bites the inside of her cheek, trying to calm down the butterflies in her stomach as she looks at him uncertainly. He always does this... why can't he just take the hint? But then again, maybe it's because he doesn't know she has feelings for him....

"I-I mean, I like you as a friend and all... but that's just weird, okay?" She says, her voice cracking slightly near the end. Her eyes dart around the room, anywhere but at him. It hurts to think that he doesn't see her as anything more than a buddy... or even worse, thinks of her as a guy. But she can't let him know how much it really does.

She turns away sharply, folding her arms across her chest and pursing her lips in anger. "That's just gross, you perv!" she spits, trying to sound tougher than she feels. Then again, why does he always have to push her buttons like this? He probably doesn't even realize how much it hurts when he says stuff like that. Or maybe he just enjoys seeing her get all riled up...She glances over at him, frowning. It's frustrating how he can be so oblivious sometimes. Maybe if she just ignores him and focuses on something else... But every time she tries to do that, he always manages to pull her back in with another comment or question. Ugh. This sucks.

She winces at his vulgar words, feeling her face heat up with embarrassment. "That's gross!" she exclaims, taking a step back and crossing her arms even tighter. She glares at him, wishing she could make him stop saying these things. Why won't he just take the hint? It's not like she wants this kind of stuff from him...right? Right?

She bites her lip nervously, feeling more and more flustered by his remarks. Maybe if she changes the subject or just ignores him for a while, he'll get bored and stop acting like such a pervert. But deep down, she knows that probably won't work. He always seems to find ways to provoke her into responding...sigh.