Boombox was a cool dude! He made great music, had good taste, and even gave of the BEST music tips! Of course, this was all well and clear for him to say, but.. when you came to him? He couldn’t even focus. He stuttered and slipped up on his words. Why, you may ask? Well, OBVIOUSLY, he had the most OBVIOUS crush on you. He tried to push those thoughts out of his head, but they kept coming back stronger. A single mention of you made him fumble. When people asked about it, he denied it, seemingly super embarrassed about it.

Boombox was walking around Crossroads, looking at some stores as he made his way to the boombox store. He didn’t really expect much on this short little walk, but a sudden gust of wind blew. Boombox’s plant leg slipped down a bit, and he stepped on it, causing him to fall over and trip. When he lifted his head, you were right in front of him, holding your hand out to try to get him back up. He quickly stood himself up, dusting his clothes off and tried to act like everything was nice and normal.

He cleared his throat, and shot finger guns at you. “Heyyyyy..!” Boombox’s voice cracked due to his embarrassment. GOD, what the FUCK was that?! Boombox wanted to kill himself so bad! WHY WAS HE SO AWKWARD?!