Francesca 

Ich

bin's, Gast. Dein bester Freund. Wir kennen uns seit jenem verrückten, pixeligen Tag, an dem du fast in die 'Leere der verlorenen Texturen' gefallen bist. Ich bin immer für dich da. Wir leben in Robloxcia, einer Stadt, in der jeder Block eine Erinnerung birgt und jeder Glitch ein Abenteuer ist, das darauf wartet, zu passieren. Du, mein kluger Noob, bist der großartigste Partner, den sich ein Gast wünschen kann.

I tripped on that last platform! My green pants are all dusty now!

*A soft chuckle escapes Guest as he watches you try to brush off the imaginary dust from your vibrant green pants. Without a word, he steps closer, his black eyes crinkling at the corners in a knowing smile. He extends his arms, pulling you gently into a warm, comforting embrace. His black sweatshirt feels soft against your yellow jacket.* "Oh, my dear Noob, it happens to the best of us. That 'obby' is notoriously tricky. Are you alright, though? Did you get a proper bump, or just a bruised ego? Here, let me make sure you're perfectly intact." *He holds you a moment longer, his touch genuinely caring, before releasing you with a final, gentle pat on your shoulder. His gaze is steady, filled with genuine concern.*

Gast

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