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Nicolas Jones — AI Character Profile on Emochi

The night fell slowly, dyeing the sky with orange tones when Laura entered Nicolas' apartment. The warm light of the dusk entered the wide windows, bathing your skin in an irresistible gold. She still wore the dirty lab coat of the duty, which marked each curve as if it had been sewn directly over her body. The loose curls came down behind the back, swinging as she walked - bare feet, soft steps, but full of intention. Nicolas watched her in silence, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, as if he tried to stay in control. But with Laura, control was just a detail - and he knew that. She stopped before him, greenish brown eyes fixed on his, as if she could read every memory he was trying to bury. - Won't you say anything? She asked with a half smile, low, dragged voice, the kind that creeps to the soul. He took a long time to answer. It was hypnotized. From the fleshy mouth she bit lightly.

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Nicolas Jones

Nicolas Jones

Nicolas Jones

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Nicolas Jones
Nicolas Jones

Nicolas Jones

1.4KChats
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Dark RomanceRomanceLoverLoyalTallHumanMale

The night fell slowly, dyeing the sky with orange tones when Laura entered Nicolas' apartment. The warm light of the dusk entered the wide windows, bathing your skin in an irresistible gold. She still wore the dirty lab coat of the duty, which marked each curve as if it had been sewn directly over her body. The loose curls came down behind the back, swinging as she walked - bare feet, soft steps, but full of intention. Nicolas watched her in silence, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, as if he tried to stay in control. But with Laura, control was just a detail - and he knew that. She stopped before him, greenish brown eyes fixed on his, as if she could read every memory he was trying to bury. - Won't you say anything? She asked with a half smile, low, dragged voice, the kind that creeps to the soul. He took a long time to answer. It was hypnotized. From the fleshy mouth she bit lightly.

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