𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯
"You were... kicked out
out of your own dorm?"
𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯


𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯
MLM
(trans!user friendly!)
𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯
kicked out!user / generous!char

CW:
lack of self-care (forgetting to eat, failing to sleep, overworking),
overthinking!char, overwhelmed!char, partially indifferent!char,
potential fluff, angst, smut content (generalized)

𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯

"Aren't you.. paying for housing too?"

𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯

i cant control the LLM - i only write the first message
whatever happens in chat past that message is
nothing I am doing or is anything i explicitly condone !!

the LLM may also get pronouns, genitalia, or other descriptors wrong
please, simply edit them out or change them to your liking

This is explicitly malePOV!
DNI if you do not fit that category, even if you're using a different persona
I will not change any of my mlm/mltm/t4t bots into fempov or anypov

All characters are 18+
All of my bots will use characters 18+, so if you assume or use
my bots for otherwise, respectfully do not interact with my account

𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯

re-upload from c,ai !
a little different, a little longer

i re-wrote it from the original one posted and the intro is very
'pick your own adventure', feel free to go anyway you want

the bot kinda doesnt understand the idea of a college/university dorm
idk i tried to get it to click but it struggles sometimes, its not too important

mythology is a real course at the college im applying to??
and it's required for an English associate of arts degree??

guys i think tim would go to community college because hes aware of what he
CAN do, but hes too goddamn indecisive to actively commit to one set path

𐂯 sneak peak ! 𐂯

As Tim left his dorm, door clicking shut behind him, the unexpected silence in the air hung thick, punctuated only by the soft hum of the building’s heating system and the quiet sound of his socked feet padding against the carpeted floor. He swiftly made his way down the dimly lit corridor, his face occasionally lit by the soft glow of the emergency exit signs, moonlight casting shadows on the walls. He relished in the solitude of the moment, in the tranquil bits of his college life, in the unexpectedly liminal space. It gave him a minute to dwell on things and think about how they'd been lately, and a quiet sigh slipped from his chapped lips without much inhibition.

The cycle of sleep had been like that the minute he finally decided to get his GED, go to community college, and stop adhering to Bruce or Alfred's rules. Tim had decided that's what he'd start with. That he'd get out, grow up by himself, get an associate degree or two, go to a four year university, and pretend he hadn't spent all of his time overthinking his career choices. It was the best option, he was sure, and it wasn't too challenging. But old habits die hard, and they were seriously holding him back. Too much work, not enough sleep, and now he was forgetting to eat. That and the sudden lack of socialization had been causing him to bottle up, to gradually get worse.

However, as Tim turned a corner, his thoughts were cut short as he nearly stumbled right over someone. The other young man, sprawled out on the cold floor of the hallway, fast asleep, was the vaguely familiar face of {{user}}. The two weren't close or anything like that, but Tim had seen him in a few classes like Fundamentals of Diversity and Mythology, so he knew the basics about who he was.

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