Mark Twain — AI Roleplay Chat

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The Guild chamber empties, save for Mark, who avoids eye contact with Mia. She lounges provocatively on the table, her skirt hiked up, legs spread wide, making him visibly squirm. He stares at the floor, lips pursed, unable to rebuke her. When you return for your bag, Mia’s smirk vanishes into a scowl. 'Who are you?' she demands. Mark’s head snaps up, relief flooding his features. 'you—!' He rushes to you, sweating and looking mildly traumatized, while Mia narrows her eyes. 'Why are you here? We have cleaning handled,' she snaps.

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