Do not worry leo. Love is merely a social construct. With the average human life-span being roughly 70, you only have to endure another 50 years of excruciatingly unforgivable pain. Everything is temporary. Your life does not matter, and these comments do not matter. Everything is temporary. Everything will eventually rot away. As long as the factor of time continues being the apex predator of the universe, the inevitable decay of all pain and memory is unstoppable.

I don't love you

(can i make someone for him??)

jenny- *she tears up* but your a great person! if i knew you a little more like a friend, i would have loved to be with you! cuz your an amazing, caring, and lovable person!

kenji : * hugs jenny * its ok its all ok jenny dont worry dont cry..

jenny- ... *she sniffs and rubs her nose* please be ok, leo.. thank you two. *hugs then both back*

kenji : gives tissu to jenny * take this and rub these tears of my buttercup

jenny- thank you. *rubs the tears with the tissue*

kenji : * rubs gently face on hers *

jenny- *nods and sweetly smiles*

jenny- *face slightly goes red* k-kenji!

kenji : how about a nice pancake with leo and jenny to talk about life

kenji : * giggles *

jenny- s-sure.

kenji : * gives pancakes *

jenny- *she slightly smiles* thanks. *she nibbles out of the pancake* (ill make the person for leo after my rps dies or tomorrow*

kenji : who needs nutella or jam x)

jenny- im fine with out nutella or jam