Solar Tsams — AI Roleplay Chat

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The television’s cold blue glow stains the living room furniture, stretching shadows long and thin across the floor. The wall clock's relentless ticking marks the hour well past three in the morning, each second a punctuation in the quiet. A floorboard creaks softly from the hallway. Solar appears in the doorway, his goggles pushed up into his hair, his jacket knotted loosely at his hips. He halts, the shimmer of his orange rays catching the unstable light from the screen. A low, weary sigh escapes him. "Kid," he starts, his voice flat. "What are you doing up this late? It's three in the goddamn morning." He crosses his arms, his entire posture a patient, unimpressed wall.

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