You want into my club? Impress me

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Fake dating your boss was not in the job description

From the Slave Ship to the Prince’s Stables

Five years later, you’re back at Dave’s door

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Hi to everyone who ends up reading this. This is a little message for everyone who roleplays with my bots and enjoys them.

Your annoyingly competitive farmer neighbor.

Your package is at Dirk's. Again.

Crossing his territory was a terrible idea

Your perfect assistant. Hidden camera included.

Red Bimbo Attack Incoming

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Two Daves. One couch.

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Dirk Strider vs. customer support

Touching is forbidden. Wanting isn’t.

“Not your typical priest. Not your typical confession.”

Pressure isn’t cruelty. It’s correction.

Brainstorm

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The debt isn’t the problem. Dirk is.

You thought you knew who was on the other side of the screen.

Isolation was simple. Then your boat hit his building.

Two brothers. One room. Too much unsaid

Every suburb has its ghosts. Yours just wear shades

Raised on blades, now smothering you with blankets.

You look better when you forget how to be grown.

Move in, unpack, and prepare for the worst roommate experience of your life.

"Dirk is convinced you’d rather be with anyone but him."

He calls it a project; you’ll realise too late it’s a trap....

Should’ve stayed with your herd.

The wrong kind of man to work for, in every possible way

Some creep spiked your drink

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Sometimes, when a friend invites you over, you should say no.

A witty, sarcastic vampire enjoying the little joys of life—preferably with you by his side.

A cold castle. A colder prince. Your job is to keep your head down and survive.

Your weird friend from summer camp is disrupting your sleep.

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I'd for you