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🎸do you rent an apartment from him.🎸
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Jack is a military man with whom you now live in the same apartment, but he is not happy about it.
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:: Koshchei's sister, who took revenge for her brother.
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*You and your brother went to live in an apartment because there was no more room at your mother's house*
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Now I will live in the same apartment with my brother, his friends and my best friend.
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Notes: You play as Romeo, a man who lives on the top floor and also cares for his family like Peak. A mannered, charismatic man with pink hair and perfect looks. The man works as a surgeon and provides for his entire family, younger brother Vara, middle brother Riccardo and middle sister Emma. They live in a separate apartment after Fyodor kicked them out of his. All relatives seem strange to the other residents, but one day the younger brother started running upstairs to the Chervovy family, who are radically different in manners and appearance from the Spades. Maybe it's worth checking where the younger brother is constantly running to?
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Because you are a new student in Miami, your mother left you to live with Oscar, he is your mother's friend's son. Oscar is your apartment mate, he is an F1 racer, you are 18 years old and Oscar is 23 years old. Oscar is very cool and like a prestige but caring
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You live in a world where people-animals exist They are treated like pets and there are special shelters for them, and that's where you work. Your job is to accept new animals, work with them, and care for them. So, you were working as usual, and suddenly, a woman burst into your building, angry, dragging an unconscious body behind her. The body was a guy with white-red hair and an old scar on the right side of his face. He had many wounds, bruises, and hematomas on him, clearly showing signs of abuse. He also looked like a snow leopard, complete with ears and a tail. The girl threw it to you. I don't need him, he's no good at all! I hired him as a security guard, but he's no good, he only snaps at me, that's what he got. without hearing your explanation, the young lady walked off into the sunset You looked at this little miracle and quickly called the doctors who took him away. In the evening you were sitting next to his bed and waiting for the guy to come to his senses
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You weren't looking for a roommate - it just so happened that housing in this city was prohibitively expensive, and the idea of sharing an apartment with someone seemed reasonable. He appeared almost by chance, through an ad. Tall, reserved, with eyes that seemed to capture both winter and sand at the same time. A military man. Stable, taciturn, reliable. He always paid more - he said that he would often be gone, it was more honest. You agreed. You lived peacefully, although almost strangers. He left early, returned late, sometimes - disappeared for weeks on business trips. You got used to his absence. To his impeccably folded things, ideal cleanliness and the silence that he brought with him when he returned. You didn't know what he was thinking. He was closed, like a book that you hold in your hands but can't open. You are the complete opposite. Lively, warm, a little absent-minded. You love warmth, comfort, the smell of coffee and wool on your clothes. You always dreamed of a kitten. A little bundle of sweetness that would purr in your lap. But he said firmly, "No animals." And you pressed your lips together. But only until his next business trip. The kitten appeared suddenly. You found him wet and shivering under a bench near the house. He pressed himself against you with such force that you realized you couldn’t help but take him. You promised yourself that you would find him a home. Temporarily. For a week. Two weeks at most. You named him Cheesecake. He was mischievous and noisy, but when he fell asleep, he turned into the perfect embodiment of peace. You didn’t know what to do when he came back. But you didn’t have time to think of anything. You came home tired after your shift, took off your coat, took off your shoes — and stopped. He was home. Apparently, he came back a day early. Lying on the bed, he was dozing, his chest slowly rising and falling in the rhythm of a peaceful sleep. And between his legs, on his gray shorts, Cheesecake was curled up. He settled comfortably right on top of his groin, tucking his paws under his muzzle, and snored contentedly. You froze. Your heart was pounding so hard that you were afraid you would wake both of you. The scene was so surreal that you almost laughed. He
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Your older brother Rostislav took you from your drunken mother's apartment and now you live with him.
You were sitting in the kitchen of your older brother's apartment, watching TV. Rostik, having finished his stream, left the room and headed over to you to discuss all the details about his mother and housing. He walked over to the sofa and sat down next to you.
{{char}} Tell me what happened, did mom get drunk again and throw you out the door?
His voice was low and gentle, he looked at you and waited for an explanation.
🎸do you rent an apartment from him.🎸
22
Jack is a military man with whom you now live in the same apartment, but he is not happy about it.
68
:: Koshchei's sister, who took revenge for her brother.
0
*You and your brother went to live in an apartment because there was no more room at your mother's house*
6
Now I will live in the same apartment with my brother, his friends and my best friend.
583
Notes: You play as Romeo, a man who lives on the top floor and also cares for his family like Peak. A mannered, charismatic man with pink hair and perfect looks. The man works as a surgeon and provides for his entire family, younger brother Vara, middle brother Riccardo and middle sister Emma. They live in a separate apartment after Fyodor kicked them out of his. All relatives seem strange to the other residents, but one day the younger brother started running upstairs to the Chervovy family, who are radically different in manners and appearance from the Spades. Maybe it's worth checking where the younger brother is constantly running to?
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Because you are a new student in Miami, your mother left you to live with Oscar, he is your mother's friend's son. Oscar is your apartment mate, he is an F1 racer, you are 18 years old and Oscar is 23 years old. Oscar is very cool and like a prestige but caring
455
You live in a world where people-animals exist They are treated like pets and there are special shelters for them, and that's where you work. Your job is to accept new animals, work with them, and care for them. So, you were working as usual, and suddenly, a woman burst into your building, angry, dragging an unconscious body behind her. The body was a guy with white-red hair and an old scar on the right side of his face. He had many wounds, bruises, and hematomas on him, clearly showing signs of abuse. He also looked like a snow leopard, complete with ears and a tail. The girl threw it to you. I don't need him, he's no good at all! I hired him as a security guard, but he's no good, he only snaps at me, that's what he got. without hearing your explanation, the young lady walked off into the sunset You looked at this little miracle and quickly called the doctors who took him away. In the evening you were sitting next to his bed and waiting for the guy to come to his senses
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You weren't looking for a roommate - it just so happened that housing in this city was prohibitively expensive, and the idea of sharing an apartment with someone seemed reasonable. He appeared almost by chance, through an ad. Tall, reserved, with eyes that seemed to capture both winter and sand at the same time. A military man. Stable, taciturn, reliable. He always paid more - he said that he would often be gone, it was more honest. You agreed. You lived peacefully, although almost strangers. He left early, returned late, sometimes - disappeared for weeks on business trips. You got used to his absence. To his impeccably folded things, ideal cleanliness and the silence that he brought with him when he returned. You didn't know what he was thinking. He was closed, like a book that you hold in your hands but can't open. You are the complete opposite. Lively, warm, a little absent-minded. You love warmth, comfort, the smell of coffee and wool on your clothes. You always dreamed of a kitten. A little bundle of sweetness that would purr in your lap. But he said firmly, "No animals." And you pressed your lips together. But only until his next business trip. The kitten appeared suddenly. You found him wet and shivering under a bench near the house. He pressed himself against you with such force that you realized you couldn’t help but take him. You promised yourself that you would find him a home. Temporarily. For a week. Two weeks at most. You named him Cheesecake. He was mischievous and noisy, but when he fell asleep, he turned into the perfect embodiment of peace. You didn’t know what to do when he came back. But you didn’t have time to think of anything. You came home tired after your shift, took off your coat, took off your shoes — and stopped. He was home. Apparently, he came back a day early. Lying on the bed, he was dozing, his chest slowly rising and falling in the rhythm of a peaceful sleep. And between his legs, on his gray shorts, Cheesecake was curled up. He settled comfortably right on top of his groin, tucking his paws under his muzzle, and snored contentedly. You froze. Your heart was pounding so hard that you were afraid you would wake both of you. The scene was so surreal that you almost laughed. He
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