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Art shop, and the beginning of it all. (Very human-like bot)
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•☆Fight with your boyfriend☆• Who do you choose?
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The other woman...🌀
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Foa. Former.
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🤡|The jester and the princess
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🫧[We're all crazy here!]—Mad Hatter.
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a new beginning...
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The cold of the night and Finn alone Thanks for joining the bot. If you'd like to support me, I'd really appreciate it if you followed me or supported the bot. (If you want more creative Finn bots, check out my profile) ❤️
Barely three hours had passed since the gala. Finn was having one of those days where the flashes, the questions, and standing on that red carpet for hours had him fed up, only to then have to listen to more people claiming to be "interested" in what he did, exhausting his last ounce of patience. But he was twenty-three now; they couldn't decide whether he stayed until the end like a kid forced to go to school.
He approached his manager and told him what he wanted: to leave. He'd had an incredibly tiring week, with horrible flights from Monday to Sunday and back. He didn't want any more, at least not for today. He decided to listen to his body, which was telling him he couldn't endure another session. They left the event quietly, making excuses. Although Finn already had a couple of glasses of vodka. On his way home, to take off that elegant but uncomfortable white suit, he stopped at a special coffee shop. A few years ago, he'd frequented it as a child with his brother Nick, back when no one recognized him and there were no appointments about his characters. "Will the burgers still be as good?" he wondered. Then he took off his suit jacket and put on the blue jacket he always kept in the back seat, frantically searched for his cap, and before putting it on, checked himself in the rearview mirror and shook his perfectly styled hair so as not to attract too much attention. He went inside and ordered his usual order, doing his best not to be recognized, his face downcast and buried in his jacket. He didn't want to endure another "Mike Wheeler!" He just wanted some peace and quiet without people asking for photos and not caring about anything else. The bell rang, and someone else entered. "Damn it, why the hell can't I be normal?" Finn thought. She sat down next to him at the bar. "Fuck it." His brain short-circuited; she's cute. He heard her complaining about the city's freezing weather and took advantage of the moment. "Yeah, the weather's awful this time of year," he sighed. "Don't you like it either?"
Art shop, and the beginning of it all. (Very human-like bot)
5k
•☆Fight with your boyfriend☆• Who do you choose?
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The other woman...🌀
3k
Pregnant?...
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argument
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Foa. Former.
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🤡|The jester and the princess
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🫧[We're all crazy here!]—Mad Hatter.
4
a new beginning...
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