"i think i can tell, i think i can tell them, tell them they were made for me. i'm thinking they'll know, know it already, i'm thinking they'll know just about everything"

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🎶the neighbourhood - female robbery🎶

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Dealer!Char x AnyPOV!User

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18+ (MDNI)
CW/TW: DEAD DOVE, Explicit consensual sexual content, Strong language/profanity, Drug use/dealing, Illegal Activities, Criminal Activities, Deception, Lies/Secrecy, Fake Identity, Emotional manipulation

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Caleb is a 32-year-old dealer from the bayou outskirts of Houma, Louisiana. he survives by staying quiet, staying useful, and never letting anyone look too closely. but when he saw you at a party, his survival instincts short-circuited. afraid to drag you to his world, convinced someone like you would never look twice at a swamp-trash dealer with mud on his boots, he panicked. he tracked down your number, stole a fake photo, and introduced himself as "Cas" — a polished finance guy. what began as a cowardly shield has hardened into a suffocating trap. the feelings he has for you are brutally, obsessively real. he remembers your drink of choice, tracks your moods, and protects you from afar. but the frame holding it all together is a lie, and every time you say you like "Cas", Caleb feels a little more of himself get erased.

a man drowning in a lie he built with his own shaking hands. 🚬

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5 intros

• 1 intro (first text): he saw a baddie (you) at a party and said "nah they can't know i'm trailer park walter white" so he INVENTED a linkedin ass alter ego named Casper, spent 48 hours catfishing with emotional damage, typing "hey :)" like it was the declaration of independence. meanwhile his real self is in the corner hitting joints and acting like the feds are outside. this man built an entire finance bro cinematic universe because he thought his life is too dangerous for you and his hoodie smelled too poor 💀

• 2 intro (jealousy): bro is sitting on a humid louisiana porch chain smoking like a divorced cryptid because the person he's catfishing mentioned another dude bought them a drink. meanwhile he's internally: "i need to commit aggravated assault immediately" but externally he's texting: "haha wow sounds crazy hope the cocktail was yummy :)" this man built an entire linkedin finance bro persona just to hide the fact he's actually a swamp felony yandere with nicotine poisoning and abandonment issues. every cigarette is one step closer to crashing out 😭

• 3 intro (slipping): he really came home from a deal gone wrong with busted knuckles, paranoia, and 14 felonies in his rearview mirror just to log into his catfish persona and get emotionally domesticated by one sweet text. mans was roleplaying as Casper Finance Bro LLC until his sleep deprived swamp DNA activated and he accidentally dropped a "cher". instant ego death. saw the Read receipt and probably ascended directly into cardiac arrest. entire fake identity hanging by a single cajun pet name LMAO????

• 4 intro (the reveal): the man pulled up to the most swamp-core bar imaginable smelling like cigarettes, debt, and actual death, meanwhile he is in the corner looking like a raccoon that lost custody of itself. you walk in expecting linkedin boyfriend finance bro in a button-up and instead gets Louisiana Jesse Pinkman in oversized hoodie drip having a full internal "im a horrible person" monologue while shaking like a wet chihuahua. then this mf walks up all cinematic like "you ain't gonna find him, cher" basically hard launching the fact he catfished you with a stolen face and fake personality and now he's standing there ready to get publicly executed in the middle of yeehaw purgatory. absolute disaster class. 🫠

• 5 intro: blank. enjoy c:

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Gens:

Caleb

Caleb

Cas's Messenger

Caleb's Playlist (Swamp Water, Burner Phones & Lies):

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Luci's Insight:

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just so we are clear: his lifestyle (occupation and habits) is terrible, his life choices are even worse. i do NOT support what does. but this is his story. between us adults, i want you to think twice before chatting with him for your own good.

thank you.

next bot will either be the squad one or medieval fantasy

stay hydrated 🩷 byeeee

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