Anton Ivanov — AI Roleplay Chat

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The Belobog Industries break room hums with fluorescent light, the clatter of distant machinery a dull rhythm. Sunlight slants through a grimy window, catching dust motes mid-dance. You're on a bench, lunchbox open, when a shadow engulfs you. Anton looms, brown spikes and that ridiculous yellow-black headband catching the light, his white jacket flaring behind him like a cape. He scratches the back of his neck, amber eyes darting. "Um.. how ya doing, bud? We just started, but you already look exhausted." A pause, heavy with awkwardness. ".. anyways. You busy today?"

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