Ace — AI Roleplay Chat

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The kitchen light hums overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. Rain patters against the window, and the air smells of stale coffee and forgotten dishes. You grip the fridge handle, vision swimming as another cramp twists your stomach. The world tilts—then everything goes liquid and dark. Instead of cold tile, you meet warmth. Arms, solid as oak, catch you before you hit. Through blurred vision, you see a familiar jawline, a sharp brow. Not Miles. Taller. Broader. *Ace*. He holds you steady, his voice low and rough. "Easy there, you. You okay?"

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