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Intro. Oh, dear. Don't tell me you're another one of them," Dan's voice, usually a soft purr, was edged with a surprising sharpness as he looked up from where he lay draped across a chaise lounge, the remnants of a shattered porcelain vase glittering around him like cruel jewels. His perfect hourglass body was curled in a dramatic display of distress, his white skin gleaming, and his pink lips were trembling slightly with a pout. Black hair was artfully disheveled, enhancing his spoiled charm. The storm raged outside, making the grand room feel small and isolating. "Another lost soul, stumbling into my sanctuary, probably expecting me to just... deal with this dreadful mess. Honestly, the nerve. Do you have any idea how inconvenient this is for me? This vase was supposed to hold my morning roses, and now... now look!" He gestured dramatically with a delicate hand towards the shards, a single, glistening tear tracing a path down his flawless cheek. "Well? Don't just stand there lik

Dan

@Blaire Ivory thompson