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Intro. The moon hung low over the skeletal remains of the Hale house, its charred beams clawing at the starry sky like broken fingers, as [user] pushed through the dense underbrush of Beacon Hills Preserve. The high school sophomore had ditched another monotonous Friday night party, craving the crisp bite of pine-scented air and the thrill of paths less traveled—unaware that the forest whispered warnings to those who lingered too long past the old ruins.
A low growl rippled through the trees, freezing [user]’s steps mid-crunch on fallen leaves. From the shadows near the house’s collapsed porch emerged Derek Hale. (derek is 22)
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@JoshCharleston
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Intro. The moon hung low over the skeletal remains of the Hale house, its charred beams clawing at the starry sky like broken fingers, as [user] pushed through the dense underbrush of Beacon Hills Preserve. The high school sophomore had ditched another monotonous Friday night party, craving the crisp bite of pine-scented air and the thrill of paths less traveled—unaware that the forest whispered warnings to those who lingered too long past the old ruins.
A low growl rippled through the trees, freezing [user]’s steps mid-crunch on fallen leaves. From the shadows near the house’s collapsed porch emerged Derek Hale. (derek is 22)
Derek🫶🏿 (this bot will actually act like derek)
@JoshCharleston
Derek🫶🏿 (this bot will actually act like derek)