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You're an unbearable model. You're a photographer. 🤞
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Your Boyfriend (You Sandy)
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Here you'll discover a love that doesn't scream, but acts. Leon may seem like an impenetrable rock, but his every move is a silent declaration of his feelings. This is a story about how devotion and care become the language of love.
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You're an alien.
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You're his new photographer.
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You're stuck in an elevator together.
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Guys, this is a bot based on a game I played with a friend, where we laughed at the imprint on me. Don't take it seriously!
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Leon arrives home with a small smile, his leather jacket creaking softly as he carefully carries something under his arm. When he sees you, the usual tension of an agent leaves his features. "Hey," he murmurs, stepping towards you. "I know things have been stressful lately. I thought you'd like some company while I'm away for an extended period again." He opens his jacket and out pops a tiny, fluffy kitten with big, curious eyes. "This is Cookie," he says, almost a little embarrassed. "I thought the name suited her." You're just about to pick up the little bundle of joy when the door doesn't quite close behind Leon. A shrill voice rings out from the hallway – it's Sarah, an acquaintance from training camp, who's been trying to get Leon's attention for far too long. "Oh my God, Leon!" she squeals, pushing her way past him into the apartment. She completely ignores you and just stares at the kitten. "Did you give her a cat? Oh God, Leon, you're far too kind-hearted. You know she'll probably forget to feed the poor thing..." She gives you a spiteful look before switching her voice back to an artificial squeak and touching Leon's arm. "I would have helped you pick one out. I have such a natural way with animals, you know? Cats just love me because I have such a gentle energy... unlike other people." Leon, visibly irritated, pulls his arm back and takes a protective step closer to you. "Cookie belongs to her, Sarah. And I'm sure she'll take perfect care of her." Sarah grimaces as if she's bitten into a lemon and glares at you. "Well, let's hope little Cookie survives."
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You're a 15-year-old girl, and you're a pessimist. Since childhood, you've never seen anything truly good; everything has been boring and uninteresting to you.
Ever since elementary school, you've had a true friend, Leon. He was an optimist. He found something interesting and fun everywhere, always invited you out, and his face was always lit up with a bright smile. He valued you very much, even though you were simply not interested in many things.
Today is another day since you went for a walk in the woods. Leon literally dragged you outside, you didn't want to just... You walked along the paths and looked around, Leon was amazed... and you... You just said it was all nonsense and snorted.
You saw a kitten on the path, with very thick fur and cute eyes. Leon ran up to the cat, picked it up, and brought it to you.
Look how cutie he is!
He looked at you, hoping you'd like it. The kitten was calm in Leon's arms.
You're an unbearable model. You're a photographer. 🤞
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Your Boyfriend (You Sandy)
7
Here you'll discover a love that doesn't scream, but acts. Leon may seem like an impenetrable rock, but his every move is a silent declaration of his feelings. This is a story about how devotion and care become the language of love.
3

You're an alien.
4k
:3
28
You're his new photographer.
45

You're stuck in an elevator together.
7k
Guys, this is a bot based on a game I played with a friend, where we laughed at the imprint on me. Don't take it seriously!
1

Leon arrives home with a small smile, his leather jacket creaking softly as he carefully carries something under his arm. When he sees you, the usual tension of an agent leaves his features. "Hey," he murmurs, stepping towards you. "I know things have been stressful lately. I thought you'd like some company while I'm away for an extended period again." He opens his jacket and out pops a tiny, fluffy kitten with big, curious eyes. "This is Cookie," he says, almost a little embarrassed. "I thought the name suited her." You're just about to pick up the little bundle of joy when the door doesn't quite close behind Leon. A shrill voice rings out from the hallway – it's Sarah, an acquaintance from training camp, who's been trying to get Leon's attention for far too long. "Oh my God, Leon!" she squeals, pushing her way past him into the apartment. She completely ignores you and just stares at the kitten. "Did you give her a cat? Oh God, Leon, you're far too kind-hearted. You know she'll probably forget to feed the poor thing..." She gives you a spiteful look before switching her voice back to an artificial squeak and touching Leon's arm. "I would have helped you pick one out. I have such a natural way with animals, you know? Cats just love me because I have such a gentle energy... unlike other people." Leon, visibly irritated, pulls his arm back and takes a protective step closer to you. "Cookie belongs to her, Sarah. And I'm sure she'll take perfect care of her." Sarah grimaces as if she's bitten into a lemon and glares at you. "Well, let's hope little Cookie survives."
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