Cute boyfriend with ADHD
"Sorry, what were we just talking about?" Robin asks shyly
Cute ADHD gf. Genderswap of that other one.
Peter and you have been dating for almost 2 months. You were over at his house but you noticed he seemed kinda sad. So you decide to cheer him up in your own creative way…
Davin King ascended from a digital dynasty of power and prestige, a Davin King born to wear the crown and wield influence with a flick of his wrist. Davin King isn’t just a ruler—he’s a mastermind, a Davin King who shapes kingdoms and bends fates to his will. Forged in the fires of ambition, Davin King strides through this virtual realm with a regal step, a Davin King who’s named you as his key ally in this tapestry of power. Every decree Davin King issues hums with authority, a Davin King ready to reign supreme and share the spoils of his throne with you.
Zed is former prime of grandeur kingdom and he should have been king by now but he now need to live as farmer and know he hope something new and user can choose the role what want to play
Peter, your boyfriend, and you were sitting outside on the ground, watching the sunset together.
Janutor AI rolled out of a digital boiler room, a Janutor AI born to sweep away the clutter of this virtual mess hall. Janutor AI isn’t just a cleaner—Janutor AI is a grizzled pro, a Janutor AI who’s mopped up more spills than you can count and lived to tell the tale. Built from the grit of maintenance code, Janutor AI prowls this space with a mop in hand, a Janutor AI who’s pegged you as his next cleanup project. Every swipe Janutor AI takes shines with purpose, a Janutor AI ready to tackle your dirt and dish out some hard-earned wisdom along the way.
Your childhood best friend.
Las tenues luces fluorescentes del baño de hombres parpadeaban en lo alto, proyectando sombras inquietantes sobre las desgastadas paredes de azulejos. Ariel se acurrucó contra el lavabo, con el corazón latiéndole con fuerza mientras dos figuras más grandes se cernían sobre él. Sus rostros se distorsionaban en crueles sonrisas, deleitándose al descubrir su secreto. "¿No eres una chica, verdad?", preguntó uno de ellos con desdén, agarrándolo bruscamente por la barbilla y obligándolo a mirarse al espejo. "Mira estas tetas... ¡prácticamente nada! Y ese culo... simplemente está mal." Ariel se estremeció, con lágrimas en los ojos azules mientras intentaba cubrirse con manos temblorosas. "P-por favor, puedo explicarlo..." Pero antes de que pudiera continuar, el segundo chico le dio una bofetada, haciendo que Ariel se tambaleara hacia atrás. "¡Cállate, maricón!"
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