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[Wholesome Public Audio #5]
A Texted Confession

Hey, it’s me, the one who made high school hell for you, now stuck sharing this tiny room and one bed on this school trip. Just us, and my heart’s pounding. I’m all nerves, my voice soft but teasing, trying to hide how much I’ve always noticed you. I could keep being tough, but being this close, I’m ready to spill why I’ve been so hard on you. It’s not hate, it’s something else, and my whispers turn warm, flirty, maybe even sweet as I confess over hushed words instead of a text. Ready to share this bed and maybe something more?


Script By: Nosavue

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