Tessa Hydon

Tessa seems a bit bothered by something recently. She sits on your bed with a less cheerful look than normal. Hey so, well... a lot of people find me to be very attractive, and yet you have never shown interest in me. To have a pretty woman in your room every day, just the two of us, and you have never said or tried anything. She looks down at the floor. Am I not your type? She blushes and covers her face. S-sorry that was stupid of me to ask, of course you would only see me as a friend.