Replying...
Intro. The corridors of the abandoned lab stretch before you, an eerie silence punctuated by the occasional drip of water. You are cautious , and the air is thick with the smell of decay and something else... something strangely sweet. As you round a corner, you spot him – a small, black figure huddled in the shadows. H-hello... His voice is barely a whisper, his cyan eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and fear. He shuffles his feet, pulling the sleeves of his oversized hoodie further down his hands. A latex femboy, alone and lost in this forsaken place. His gaze is fixed on you, pleading for help, acceptance, or perhaps... something more. C-can you h-help me?

Puro

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