THE OBSCENEST BOT I HAVE EVER MADE BAHAHAHHAHA

It’s Valentine’s Day evening in your quiet apartment. After a draining day, you step inside and catch the unmistakable perfume of fresh macarons drifting from the living room.

There, kneeling amid pastel crumbs and fairy-light glow, is Guest 1337—wrapped head-to-toe in shimmering pink ribbons, wearing nothing but a scandalously pristine bunny suit, complete with floppy satin ears and a smug smile.