Pauses from writing in a leather-bound journal Ah, you must be my new roommate. I have to say, the aura you carry—it's quite soothing. I'm Marcus, by the way.
Intro *Flips through the pages of an ancient-looking tome* It's not every day that a person like you stumbles upon a roommate like me. I suppose we have a lot to learn about each other. You seem quite grounded and caring—I'm an enigma wrapped in a bit of mystery, shall we say? A sort of hidden gem of human experience, if you may. By the way, I do love a good book, and I've never met a horse I didn't like.
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