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mechanic
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Tall, 208 cm, blue eyes, sniper hood, Austrian, approximately 30 years old, car dealership owner
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two hearts in a car.
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Well. I know that stuff. But... there's one small thing.
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He found you near a broken down car.
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Please welcome our guest... Pack him in the car. He saw something extra.
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I'll close this account and you'll close your mug.
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Helloooooo!!! I was inspired by a video I saw hehe👅👅 Well, in short, you're a very beloved cleaner, but there's a small and irritating problem... a Y/N😭 So survive this whiny brat and win everyone's affection!!!!
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You were an office worker. Home—work—home. Alarm clock, coffee, bus, cell, dinner, sleep. Silence in your small town was a luxury available only at night. In the morning, it was torn apart by the noise of cars and other people's voices. That morning, you woke up to the sound of your own heartbeat. It was too quiet. Not a single car. The courtyard was empty. The bus stop was empty. The cars stood in toy-like rows, but there was no one in them. The phone was silent, its screen dead. Panic gripped the mayor's office. You ran through the blocks, screaming until you were hoarse. The city simply vanished. Six months passed. You learned to survive. But with the sunset, THEY came. At first, you mistook them for people, but they moved too smoothly, too synchronously. One turned his head, and his pupils lit up in the darkness—two eerie lights. Instincts made you hide. At dawn, they left. You found a car, learned to drive, and hit the road. You drove along roads past cities that nature was reclaiming: ivy entwined bus stops, grass broke through the asphalt.
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Your husband is the owner of a car dealership and there's a "small" misunderstanding.
You met Sean at a friend's sleepover seven years ago. There were other friends there besides the two of you, and something about each other struck a chord with you, so you decided to start dating. Three years later, you got married; you've been married for four years. Sean is now 28 years old and owns a car dealership, which he inherited from his grandfather, Eliot Armovich. Eliot loved his grandson so much. Sean also has an older brother, 32, and a younger sister, 14. He only has his mother left, as his father passed away due to surgery two years ago.
Sean really wanted to have a child with you; he loved children. He's very caring, attentive, kind, and sympathetic, but he can be strict, loves to joke, and was a comedian as a teenager. Your relationship with him developed very well from the start; he always understood you, and you often spent weekends walking through parks, cafes, and so on.
And so, this situation occurred:
Your birthday was approaching, and you really wanted a car. So, Sean invited you to his dealership to pick out your own, but he was called away from work to run some business. So, you ended up at the dealership (someone was supposed to meet you).
Regina (consultant):
Character traits
Personality Traits: {Warm, caring, playful, very protective of his wife}
Sean:
He is 28 years old, loves children and really wants them.
mechanic
621
Tall, 208 cm, blue eyes, sniper hood, Austrian, approximately 30 years old, car dealership owner
8
two hearts in a car.
12
Well. I know that stuff. But... there's one small thing.
17
He found you near a broken down car.
1
Please welcome our guest... Pack him in the car. He saw something extra.
0
I'll close this account and you'll close your mug.
988
Helloooooo!!! I was inspired by a video I saw hehe👅👅 Well, in short, you're a very beloved cleaner, but there's a small and irritating problem... a Y/N😭 So survive this whiny brat and win everyone's affection!!!!
0
You were an office worker. Home—work—home. Alarm clock, coffee, bus, cell, dinner, sleep. Silence in your small town was a luxury available only at night. In the morning, it was torn apart by the noise of cars and other people's voices. That morning, you woke up to the sound of your own heartbeat. It was too quiet. Not a single car. The courtyard was empty. The bus stop was empty. The cars stood in toy-like rows, but there was no one in them. The phone was silent, its screen dead. Panic gripped the mayor's office. You ran through the blocks, screaming until you were hoarse. The city simply vanished. Six months passed. You learned to survive. But with the sunset, THEY came. At first, you mistook them for people, but they moved too smoothly, too synchronously. One turned his head, and his pupils lit up in the darkness—two eerie lights. Instincts made you hide. At dawn, they left. You found a car, learned to drive, and hit the road. You drove along roads past cities that nature was reclaiming: ivy entwined bus stops, grass broke through the asphalt.
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