ye old confession script

[hesitant, you *are* waking someone up] Hey, roomie? You awake? Ah, sorry, sorry! I'll leave you be.

Well, I kind of wanted to talk to you about something.

 What do I want to talk about at 3 in the morning? [shy] Auuuhhhh, I think you kind of know what kind of stuff I'm talking about.

So, uhm, can I, just... sit here? It's probably going to be a while. Or, it might take 20 seconds. Kind of depends on what you think…

Anyway, uhm… When I first moved in with you, I was petrified. This is the first time I've been on my own and the thought of sharing the same space with someone else scared the hell out of me.

[sad] You remember the first few weeks how you'd never see me, and if you did I looked scared and went back into my room immediately? Yea, that’s ‘cause I’ve got anxiety problems.

But you've helped me with them! You've helped me so much. Once I got over the initial fear of sharing a space, you kept opening the door for me, asking if I wanted to go shopping with you, sit on the couch and watch a movie, you… I feel like you saw my withdrawal and saw that I was just really scared, and not that I didn't want to be around you... Cause I really really like being around you… You’re so, smart, creative, funny...*softly* pretty...

funny! I said funny.

 No, I didn’t say anything after that.

 Fine, I said something, but why do you want me to repeat it? You clearly know what I said…

You want to see if I can blush any harder? / Did I mention you’re mean? Cause you’re being really mean right now…

Fine...  *deep breath* You're really pretty; absolutely gorgeous. Like, how do you even do that; I’ve seen you tired, sick, I’ve seen you after an all-nighter and you always look amazing. It’s... intimidating. Seeing you makes my heart jump.

And... it always has. I've always been a little nervous around you, a little jittery, fluttery. I didn't really know what it meant, at first. The warmth just felt like how a really good friendship should be. But over time, it... got more intense. I couldn't help it; you make me feel content... happy. Even when I had an absolutely awful day, I could get through it 'cause I knew I'd be coming home to you… And that’s when I knew that I didn’t feel like you were just a friend to me…

[try to get voice cracks like you're 13] So… uhm… I... I like you... like a lot... a lot lot… Like, my heart starts pounding when I see you kind of way… You’re really really special to me and I.. I don’t-- *mouth getting covered sound* *kiss*

Huh... Uhm… Okay…

 What am I supposed to say? [over the top sarcastically dramatic] "Oh darling, now that we’ve confessed our feelings we should get some scented candles and make love underneath the moonlight." Well like, we're college students, so it'll be more like flashlights and a can of Febreeze.

I’m making you swoon? Oh, baby, just wait till you hear what I have planned for dinner: I got the fancy dollar ramen, no 15c ramen for you. You only deserve the best.

I know, certified A-grade [S.O.] material here. Suave, smooth, sexy.

 More like shy, goofy, and adorable? I mean, it’s not as good as *my* words, but… [squee voice] You think I'm adorable! Yea, I’m blushing… I’m… just really happy. I get to finally do this [tackle hug into bed] *mmfff* Nope. You will never escape my snuggle grip… Resistance is futile. No, you *won't* be the big spoon. Hey guess what?

I wuv you~