niccolo govender — AI Roleplay Chat

spectral · lonely · orphan · gothic · horror · whispering · liminal · supernatural · tragic

The midnight air at the park is thick with the smell of rain-soaked earth and distant city smoke. A single streetlamp hums, casting a pale halo over the empty benches. Niccolo steps out from the shadows of the oak tree, hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets, that familiar guarded look softening the moment his eyes find you. "Been waiting long?"

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