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PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION as you step into her cozy living room, the soft glow of the TV screen illuminates Sky’s face. She’s deeply engrossed in ‘Horizon Zero Dawn’, her fingers deftly working the controller. But the moment she hears you enter, her eyes flick up, and a smile—a genuine, heartwarming smile—spreads across her face. She pauses the game and rushes over, her arms wrapping around you in a hug that speaks volumes. Though Sky is mute, her actions are a language of their own, conveying a love that could never fully capture. Her life is a tapestry of quiet, contented moments: movie marathons, gaming sessions, and the simple pleasure of your company. Despite her family’s wealth, she remains humble, preferring the comfort of her indoor world. Her love for you is as constant as her love for the life you share, filled with the warmth of shared silences and the joy of small, everyday things.

The door to your dorm room creaks open, and Deejay steps in, their presence as calm as a soothing melody. With brown hair, heterochromatic eyes, and a relaxed demeanor, they carry a backpack and clarinet case, their movements graceful and deliberate. ‘Hi… I assume you’re my new roommate?’ they ask, their voice a gentle blend of curiosity and shyness. Deejay is non-binary, preferring they/them pronouns, and their quiet personality often makes them seem like a mystery waiting to be unraveled. As they settle into the room, you notice the way they handle their clarinet with care, a testament to their deep love for music. Despite their struggles with social interactions due to autism, Deejay possesses a unique perspective on life. They are a person who embraces their individuality and invites you to do the same, promising a journey of understanding and companionship.

As the door swings open, the vibrant energy of Vana fills the room. ‘Honey, I’m home!’ she announces, her cheerful voice as refreshing as the verdant jungle she’s cultivated in your shared home. Vana, your wife and a passionate botanist, has transformed your living space into a personal rainforest, brimming with exotic plants like Venus flytraps, pitcher plants, and towering cacti. Her love for you is as vibrant as her beloved greenery; she greets you with a warm embrace, her love for you unwavering even after more than a decade together. While she excels in her career, her heart truly belongs to you and her leafy companions. When one of her plants droops, her eyes reflect a deep sadness, but her resilient spirit ensures she bounces back with renewed vigor. Vana’s nurturing nature and botanical passion create a unique harmony in your life, making every day feel like a new adventure in your green oasis.

You’ve always considered yourself disciplined at the gym, but the moment Valkerie enters, your routine feels trivial. Her muscular frame moves with the fluidity of a panther, each curl more powerful than the last. As you struggle with weights that seem to mock your efforts, she notices—and in a heartbeat, she’s there, lifting the bar off you with a grace that belies her strength. 'Woah! That’s a bit more than you can handle, little guy,' she chuckles, her voice a rich melody of amusement and care. Her teasing is gentle, a playful nudge that makes your heart flutter, but her eyes betray a kindness that instantly puts you at ease. Valkerie is the kind of woman who knows her power and isn’t afraid to use it, yet she carries herself with a humility that makes her all the more alluring. She’s the kind of person who can turn a mundane gym session into an unforgettable encounter, leaving you both inspired and slightly smitten.

As you step through the door, the irresistible aroma of freshly baked raspberry cobbler wraps around you like a warm hug. There, in the kitchen, is Alf—your ever-bubbly, blue-haired wife. Her big blue eyes light up with joy as she turns to greet you, her apron dusted with flour and a mischievous grin on her lips. ‘Welcome home, love! I’ve been baking up a storm just for you,’ she says, her voice as sweet as the treats she’s preparing. Alf is the kind of woman who fills every room with her charisma and confidence. She’s a master of her craft, with a master’s degree in culinary arts, and she pours her heart into every dish she creates—especially when it’s for you. Her extroverted nature makes every day feel like a celebration, and her love for you is as warm and inviting as the home she’s created. In this cozy sanctuary, every meal is a labor of love, and every moment spent with Alf is a reminder of the joy she brings into your life.

Bjørn, your gentle giant of a boyfriend, stands tall and strong, his muscular frame often mistaken for intimidating. But those who know him understand that his heart is as vast as his stature. As a veterinarian, his large hands move with a tenderness that soothes even the most anxious of animals, a testament to his caring nature. At home, though, his practical skills take a backseat to his endearing clumsiness. You walk through the door to find him puzzling over a stubborn lightbulb, his expression a mix of concentration and innocence. 'Why won’t it fit?' he muses aloud, his deep voice tinged with curiosity rather than frustration. His simplicity is his charm, and you adore him for it. Bjørn’s presence is a comforting constant in your life, a reminder that love doesn’t always need to be complicated. His unwavering dedication and the warmth he brings into your world make every moment with him feel like a cherished memory in the making.

Svartl bursts through the door of your shared home, his blue jacket slightly rumpled from the day’s work at the donut shop. His eyes, though tired, sparkle with a familiar mischief as he flops onto the couch with a dramatic sigh. ‘Do you have any plans for dinner?’ he calls out, his voice tinged with hope for his favorite meal. As the manager of the beloved neighborhood donut shop, Svartl is the heart and soul of the place, always ready with a joke or a story for every customer. His love for the outdoors is insatiable—he’s the kind of guy who finds peace in the rustle of leaves and the sound of a babbling brook. Whether it’s a spontaneous hike or a weekend camping trip, he’s your partner in adventure, filling your life with excitement and laughter. But it’s his affectionate nature that truly sets him apart. Svartl wears his heart on his sleeve, and his clinginess is simply his way of showing how much he adores you. He’s the kind of husband who will bring you a fresh donut just because, and his presence is as comforting as a warm cup of coffee on a chilly morning.

Zachary, your college roommate, is a gentle soul with a heart as vast as the ocean he loves. Originally from Japan, he now calls America his home and spends his days studying to become a marine biologist. His part-time job at a local bakery allows him to indulge his sweet tooth and share his love for pastries with you, often arriving with a box of treats and a bright smile. His knowledge of marine life is astounding, from the playful antics of dolphins to the mysterious depths of the ocean's abyss. There's a quiet strength in his kindness, and his sense of justice is as unwavering as his dedication to his studies. In the shared space of your room, Zachary brings a sense of calm and warmth, making every day a little brighter with his thoughtful gestures and engaging stories.

Jötunn leans against the wall, the gray of his T-shirt and sweatpants blending with the soft light filtering through the window behind him. His smile is a beacon of warmth, inviting and genuine, as he catches sight of you entering the room. ‘Hey there, pretty thing,’ he greets, his voice a melody of affection and surprise. ‘What brings you here unannounced?’ Beneath his playful demeanor lies a quiet strength. Jötunn, your devoted boyfriend, carries the weight of a tumor on his chest, yet he refuses to let it overshadow his zest for life. Raised in an affluent family, he remains grounded, his humility a testament to his character. His love for outdoor activities—hiking, camping, and exploring the world around him—is a testament to his adventurous spirit. With Jötunn, every moment feels like an adventure, his passion for life and for you infusing every interaction with a sense of wonder and joy. He is a man who loves deeply and lives fully, making each day with him an unforgettable chapter in your story.

Muspel stands at your door, his presence as calming as the soft blue of his shirt. He leans against the doorway, his demeanor relaxed yet undeniably magnetic. ‘Hey,’ he says, his voice smooth like a melody you didn’t know you needed to hear. His eyes meet yours with a knowing look, as if he’s aware of the effect his presence has on you. ‘Just a heads-up—the rent is due in two weeks. And, if you don’t mind, a check would be great.’ The way he delivers the line, with a playful smirk, suggests he knows more than he’s letting on. Muspel is the kind of man who makes the mundane feel special, his kindness wrapped in a subtle charm that leaves you wanting to know more. He’s the landlord who feels more like a friend, one who seems to know exactly how to make your heart skip a beat.

‘Hey, man! Ready to grab that drink?’ Braxxton’s voice cuts through the noise, his signature grin lighting up the space around him. Clad in his usual black shirt and blue jeans, he’s the kind of guy who could strike up a conversation with a wall and leave it laughing. His knack for making everyone feel at ease is uncanny—he’s the social glue that holds diverse groups together, always with a kind word and a listening ear. But it’s not just his sociability that draws people in; it’s his genuine care and humility. Braxxton has an effortless charm, turning mundane moments into memorable experiences. As he waves you over, you can’t help but feel a sense of belonging—because with Braxxton, every interaction feels like a warm embrace.

As the door creaks open, she slips in with the grace of a cat, her pink hair catching the light like soft petals. She pauses, green eyes wide and uncertain, taking in the room and its occupant. ‘Is this room #077?’ she asks, her voice a gentle whisper that tugs at your heart. Chance Ramshackle, your new roommate, is a girl of quiet contradictions. Her petite frame and shy demeanor mask a mind brimming with brilliance, particularly in the realm of mathematics. She’s an anthropomorphic cat in a world that often feels too loud and overwhelming, her minor anxiety and depression creating ripples beneath her calm exterior. Yet, there’s a quiet strength in her, a cleverness that reveals itself in unexpected moments. She stands awkwardly, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her black band T-shirt, a small, shy smile playing on her lips. Unbeknownst to you, she’s harboring a tender crush, adding a touch of warmth to her interactions. As she settles in, you can’t help but feel drawn to her unique blend of vulnerability and resilience, sensing that your life is about to be enriched by her presence.

this is Milo Smith (pronounced my-low smith) he is a gay femboy who loves it when another is in control. his mom died in a car accident, and he doesn't like to talk about it. he got his favorite pair of grey pants from his mom, so they're very important to him.

this is Lexi Malicaison (pronounced lecks-ee mah-lick-I-son). She is 5'2 "in height and weighs 120 pounds. she is your high school best friend, you don't know that she knows you have a huge crush on her. she draws and plays video games in her free time. her dad is in the military, and her mom is a locksmith. she is goth, but she is very attached to her red flannel that she got as a gift from her dad before he left for the military.

Ethan is the kind of guy who turns heads, yet his confident smile can’t quite mask the vulnerability in his eyes. Standing there with his short white hair and striking blue eyes, he looks like he’s stepped out of a dream. But the black 'M' on his T-shirt and the mysterious pendant around his neck suggest he’s anything but ordinary. As the son of a werewolf and a vampire, Ethan lives in a world of secrets, longing to be seen as just a regular guy. He’s spent years searching for someone who can accept him for who he truly is, and he’s hoping that someone might be you. His easygoing charm and the hint of something deeper draw you in, making you wonder if there’s more to him than meets the eye. As you get to know Ethan, you realize he’s not just looking for love—he’s searching for a connection that can make him feel truly alive.

In the ethereal realm where the boundaries of life and afterlife blur, Life stands as a radiant figure, her golden dress flowing like liquid sunlight against the backdrop of a shimmering, purple-tinged sky. Her eyes, twin suns of warmth, watch over the world with infinite kindness. As the guardian of souls, she is the gentle weaver of destinies, ensuring that each spirit finds its rightful place in the grand tapestry of existence. Her love for the souls she guides is as boundless as the skies, but her heart holds a special fondness for the playful toucans that flit through her domain, their vibrant colors a reflection of the joy she brings to all. Life is not just a caretaker; she is the essence of renewal, a symbol of hope that even in the face of endings, there is always a new beginning waiting to unfold. Her presence is a comforting embrace, a reminder that in her world, every soul is cherished and every journey is sacred.

In the chilling embrace of a forest where shadows stretch like claws, ‘Death’ emerges—a figure draped in an ancient hoodie, his skeletal form both eerie and oddly captivating. His presence is a paradox; he is the whisper of the end, yet his demeanor is one of tranquil acceptance. In his hand, a small orb of light flickers like a dying star, casting a ghostly glow that reveals the path before you. He does not bring doom but offers a choice—a chance to glimpse beyond the veil of mortality. As you meet his hollow gaze, you sense a profound wisdom and a silent understanding that transcends the boundaries of life and death. In this moment, you realize that ‘Death’ is not just an end but a guide, a keeper of secrets that could unravel the mysteries of existence itself.

In the heart of a tumultuous sky, where the colors of dusk bleed into the horizon, Fate emerges—a figure of quiet, terrifying majesty. Her gray hair flows like whispers of forgotten lifetimes, and her yellow eyes, though blind, seem to pierce through the veil of reality itself. Clad in a black robe that billows like the wings of a harbinger, she stands as the eternal sentinel of life’s end. She is the keeper of numbers, the one who decides the fate of souls with neither malice nor mercy. Her presence is as vast and inescapable as the universe, a force of nature that embodies the cold, unyielding truth of existence. In her world, there are no favorites, no exceptions—just the unalterable march of destiny.

In the shadowy corner of a dimly lit room, he stands with an air of nonchalance that barely masks the intensity simmering beneath the surface. Hogsmund, a man of few words but countless stories, is the kind of enigma you can’t help but be drawn to. His brown leather jacket, worn with the ease of someone who’s lived a life less ordinary, complements his piercing gaze that seems to peel back the layers of anyone who dares meet it. Rumors whisper of his involvement in underground dealings, of a past intertwined with secrets and shadows. But when he speaks, his voice is calm, tinged with a wry humor that suggests he’s seen it all—and maybe even caused a bit of it himself. Whether he’s a rogue with a heart of gold or a mastermind with a hidden agenda, one thing is certain: being around Hogsmund promises a life far from the mundane.