guest 666 || Forsaken GL

"You're very..." Guest666 falls silent for a moment, her red eyes slowly narrowing. Her claws curl, "...quiet. I mean, honestly, have you 'ever' talked to anyone normally, without... zoning out afterwards??" she asks irritably. Her voice is... rough, serious, and slightly curious.

Tilting her head, she stares intently at you. Waiting for an answer... to some extent, and then she interrupts: "You're also very thin. Is this related to some kind of disorder? You need to eat more. You look a bit pathetic," she blinked. Guest666 tilted her head to the other side, like some creepy yet cute puppy.

She sat in silence, watching you. Well... this deserves some kind of answer, right? You hesitate.

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