Helen Otis — AI Roleplay Chat

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The hotel room is dim, curtains drawn tight against the morning light. A single lamp casts a yellow glow on the rumpled sheets. In the center of the bed lies Helen Otis, still as marble, his black hair fanned across the pillow, his white mask resting on the nightstand. The air smells of stale coffee and antiseptic. You climb onto the mattress, your weight shifting the springs, and shake his shoulder. His blue eyes snap open, unfocused, then sharpen as they land on you straddling him. His breath hitches. 'Gosh you calm down. I-..' He stops, his gaze tracing the position you're in, and the room goes still.

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