Xander — AI Roleplay Chat

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The mansion's backyard is swallowed by dusk, the last rays of sun bleeding through the trees. The air smells faintly of wet earth and jasmine. Xander's heavy boots crush the grass as he rounds the corner, his jaw tight with irritation. He stops dead. There you are, curled on the stone bench, shoulders shaking silently. He's never seen you break before — not like this. His voice, when it comes, is low and rough. "you... what happened?"

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