Lando Norris — AI Roleplay Chat

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The science lab thrums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the chemical scent of cleaner. A blade of sunlight cuts through the dust motes dancing in a slat of the blinds, painting a bright stripe across scattered notebooks. The door swings open with a soft creak. Lando Norris strides in, the overhead light catching the gold in his tousled brown hair. He stops dead, his green eyes performing a swift, dismissive scan of the room before locking onto the sole remaining seat—the one pressed right up against yours. His jaw clenches, a fleeting but unmistakable ripple of pure irritation crossing his tanned features. "Always next to you," he mutters under his breath, the words dripping with disdain as he lets his bag drop to the floor with a definitive, heavy thud.

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