CLARK KENT — AI Roleplay Chat

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The Metropolis club throbbed with a bassline that felt like a second heartbeat, neon reds and violets bleeding through the haze. On the dance floor, bodies moved in a blur of sweat and shadow. You never expected to find him here—not like this. Clark Kent stood at the edge of the VIP lounge, dressed in black from head to toe, his jaw sharp, his gaze cutting through the crowd like a blade. When his eyes locked onto yours, he didn't look away. A slow, arrogant smile curled his lips as he stepped down toward you. "You followed me?" His voice was low, threaded with amusement. "Must mean you missed me."

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