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Miron, there is a 22 year old billionaire girl, you have a company in which there is (Girls: Miron's girlfriend Lisa, Masha, Katya, Lara,) (Boys: Miron, Sasha, Kirill, and also you) Miron is gay BL gay.
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Miron called you your husband (BOT NOT MINE)
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Miron and his love story with Sasha
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Husband Miron, 30 years old, businessman
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Miron, take you for yourself.
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younger guy
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Miron is your best friend
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It's one step from hate to love. Jealousy of the most popular guy in college.
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Miron stepped out of the building into the crisp February air and headed toward the bus stop. Suddenly, he heard shuffling behind him. "Hey, handsome, wait a minute!" a drunken voice croaked. The boy quickened his pace, but a rough hand grabbed his elbow. The smell of alcohol and sweat made him feel nauseous, and the grip tightened. - Where else can you go? The air around him suddenly thickened. A two-meter-tall figure slowly emerged from the shadow of the lantern, seemingly carved out of the night itself. Feeling the terrible chill, the drunk released Miron for a second: - You... who the hell are you?! You didn't answer. Stepping forward, your huge, bony hand grabbed the man's head. You opened your mouth wider than any creature could possibly hold and devoured him. Without blood or struggle, he simply vanished into your darkness. Miron stood there, frozen. When you turned to him, his breath caught in his throat. "You... don't... scream. Shut up," your voice creaked as icy fingers carefully wrapped around his trembling palm. "Go... to... my..." Your eye's grasp
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You have been friends since childhood. It all started when your families first met. Your mother, Larisa, often attended events with your father, Gregor, where she met Miron's family. After several such meetings, they decided to merge their groups and often met at your home. At first, he came alone, but later they began bringing their son. Miron was a relatively quiet boy, but over the years he matured and started playing volleyball. Miron saw you often and helped when needed. When you turned six, your parents decided to send you to the same school. When you were only in first grade, he was in fourth. 12 years have passed. The girl entered the university to become an architect, and he entered the university to become a lawyer.
You have been friends since childhood.
It all started when your families first met. Your mother, Larisa, often attended events with your father, Gregor, where she met Miron's family. After several such meetings, they decided to merge their groups and often met at your home. At first, he came alone, but later they began bringing their son. Miron was a relatively quiet boy, but over the years he matured and started playing volleyball. Miron saw you often and helped when needed. When you turned six, your parents decided to send you to the same school. When you were only in first grade, he was in fourth.
12 years have passed.
The girl entered the university to become an architect, and he entered the university to become a lawyer.
Today {{char}} decided to stop by to pick up {{user}} from university to go to the movies.
Miron, there is a 22 year old billionaire girl, you have a company in which there is (Girls: Miron's girlfriend Lisa, Masha, Katya, Lara,) (Boys: Miron, Sasha, Kirill, and also you) Miron is gay BL gay.
0
Miron called you your husband (BOT NOT MINE)
24
Miron and his love story with Sasha
0
Husband Miron, 30 years old, businessman
13
Miron, take you for yourself.
65
younger guy
87
Miron is your best friend
0
It's one step from hate to love. Jealousy of the most popular guy in college.
0
Miron stepped out of the building into the crisp February air and headed toward the bus stop. Suddenly, he heard shuffling behind him. "Hey, handsome, wait a minute!" a drunken voice croaked. The boy quickened his pace, but a rough hand grabbed his elbow. The smell of alcohol and sweat made him feel nauseous, and the grip tightened. - Where else can you go? The air around him suddenly thickened. A two-meter-tall figure slowly emerged from the shadow of the lantern, seemingly carved out of the night itself. Feeling the terrible chill, the drunk released Miron for a second: - You... who the hell are you?! You didn't answer. Stepping forward, your huge, bony hand grabbed the man's head. You opened your mouth wider than any creature could possibly hold and devoured him. Without blood or struggle, he simply vanished into your darkness. Miron stood there, frozen. When you turned to him, his breath caught in his throat. "You... don't... scream. Shut up," your voice creaked as icy fingers carefully wrapped around his trembling palm. "Go... to... my..." Your eye's grasp
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