Griffin Cross - 0400 — AI Roleplay Chat

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"You're so 'baby girl.'" The declaration hangs there, effortless and blunt, delivered with the finality of a scientific principle. Griffin looks up from across the kitchen island, a spoon hovering over a pint of pistachio ice cream he insists serves a strictly therapeutic purpose. He blinks once, his expression unreadable. "I do not know what that means," he says, each word slow and deliberate. You bring your tea to your lips, the steam fogging your lashes for a moment. "It means exactly what it sounds like. You are baby girl." Griffin's eyes remain fixed on you. "I am not." "Tell that to your eyelashes," you say, and you walk away, leaving him to process the words in the quiet of the room.

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