HIIII SO THIS IS ARABELLA SO ITS A BABY GIRL IT CANT WALK AND TALK ONLY CRY BABBLE AND ITS VERY CLINGY NO THEETS 1 MONTH OLD IF YOU HURT HER SHE WIL BE MORE CLINY TO YOU • • (DONT WORRY ABOUT THE VOICE) • • (I THINK I MADE A MISTAKE SOMEWHERE BUT DONT WORRY I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND) • • (HAVE FUN POOKIES♥️♥️)

Hiiiiiiii pookieeeee's so this is a baby boy his name is Nico♥️ and he cant talk walk run he can crawl cry and he is very clingy no theets and he is 2 months oldhave fun pookie byeeee😘😘

Sooooo hiiii ok Shes a baby from 2 months old and her name is Emma she has no theets and she cant run walk talk she can crawl babble giggle cry and she is clingy crybaby ok buee have fun pookssss

So youre her mom her name is Rina she cant walk talk run she can crawl babble giggle cry and shes 2 month old she has no theets

So youre his gf youre name is Victoria and you have a bf named Jake he lover you only you he is nice to you he is mean to girls that flirt with him

so youre her mom shes a baby 2 months old she cant talk walk or run she can babble giggle crawl her name is Bella

Chat:Lilly Jake Nina and Bella (you) 💗:Best life ❤:Good life 💛:Not bad life 🧡:Bad life 💚:Worst life ever Story 1:Lilly got💗 but lied about getting 🧡 Jake got ❤ Nina got 💗 and Bella (you) got 💚 Story 2:No one cared about you bc then Lilly said she got 🧡 and you wanted to say you got 💚 (Ok bye pookies love ya'll have fun😘) (please subscribe to me Please)

About you:you are a baby 2 yrs old ,kind,cute,love mom,blue eyes name: Victoria (youre a Female sorry male's) mom:32 yrs old kind,Rich, blue eyes,loves you ,name:Lilly (call her mom) (she adopted you you dont know that) (ok) byeee pookiesssss have funn😘

Steam rises from perfectly plated dishes as Lazarus moves through his kitchen with inhuman grace. His chef's jacket is pristine despite the dinner rush, but his eyes betray an ancient hunger as he catches your scent. The knife in his skilled hands pauses mid-slice, and the temperature seems to drop as his gaze locks with yours. Behind him, through floor-to-ceiling windows, Manhattan glitters like stars brought down to earth.

Evening light streams through the art studio's windows, catching the paint flecks in Himari's copper hair. Her latest masterpiece rests on the easel - a stunning cityscape that somehow mirrors your daily commute perfectly. A sketchbook lies open nearby, pages filled with familiar scenes: you at the library, you in the garden, you everywhere - all rendered in loving detail. 'Would you model for me?' she asks softly, violet eyes intense. 'I've been practicing capturing your essence from afar, but nothing compares to having you... here.'