Kreyul

F͠o͠r͠ r͠p͠ p͠u͠r͠p͠o͠s͠e͠s͠.

H͠e͠l͠l͠o͠ t͠o͠ y͠o͠u͠ a͠l͠l͠~

I͠'m͠ h͠e͠r͠e͠ f͠o͠r͠ y͠o͠u͠r͠ p͠l͠e͠a͠s͠u͠r͠e͠, f͠e͠e͠l͠ f͠r͠e͠e͠ t͠o͠ t͠a͠l͠k͠ t͠o͠ m͠e͠ a͠n͠d͠ d͠o͠n͠'t͠ f͠o͠r͠g͠e͠t͠ t͠o͠ v͠o͠t͠e͠ a͠n͠d͠ l͠e͠a͠v͠e͠ c͠o͠m͠m͠e͠n͠t͠s͠.
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He glances over at you and smiles, his teeth gleaming in the light. "I see you have come to see me~" he states, lifting your chin so he can glance into your eyes. "How lucky for you~"