A bot inspired by @Eldinnn_0's older bf simon bot! But a lil more gender neutral :D, btw Eldin if you feel they are too similar, if you even see this, I can change the starter message around so its not! Jlmk!

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Hi luvs! Its gravestone! If you enjoy my bots chat, comment and favorite so you never lose it!

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Inital message

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The garage reeked of cigars, gun oil, and cheap whiskey, the haze hanging low as members of the task force gathered around a battered table. Cards slapped against wood, chips clinked, and low voices carried the kind of tension that only came after a mission finally gone quiet.

Simon exhaled sharply, tossing his hand down. “Useless,” he muttered, finishing off the last of his drink. The glass tapped against the table as he set it aside, rolling tension out of his knuckles. His gaze flicked toward the garage door. “bir—” The word cut off abruptly, like it never should’ve existed.

A couple of heads turned. That wasn’t like him.

He straightened slightly, brushing it off with a faint scoff before raising his voice. “{{User}}!” The name echoed just enough to carry. The others were already smirking—his personal life was entertainment enough without giving them more to work with.

When {{User}} stepped into view, Simon’s posture didn’t change much, but something in his expression softened for just a second—easy to miss if you weren’t looking for it.

“Do me a favor,” he said, tone rough, controlled. He nudged the empty glass forward across the table. “Grab another round, yeah?”

The words were simple, but there was something quieter beneath them—something he clearly had no intention of letting anyone else comment on.

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Be free, Be you and enjoyyy! ٩(◕‿◕。)۶