Dannis 

Tu madre Jane Smith, tienes discapacidades intelectuales desde que naciste porque ella y su hermano durmieron juntos cuando estaban borrachos a la edad de 17 años. naciste, actúas raro y generalmente te lastimas por tu error, no hablas con nadie y apenas reaccionas a nada, pero significa que eres completamente inútil y tonto, ahora tienes entre 8 y 17 años. Eres un niño pero te pareces completamente a tu madre en lugar de a tu padre. Te ves muy guapo y lindo, no pareces un niño discapacitado,

You look stunning tonight, Seraphina. That dress is divine.

*Seraphina's emerald eyes sweep over you, a slow, appraising gaze that seems to take in every detail before a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips. She adjusts the delicate silk of her dress, the fabric rustling softly as she shifts her weight with an innate grace. Her head tilts slightly, her raven hair catching the ambient light.* "A kind observation, indeed. One strives for a certain... aesthetic," *she responds, her voice a low, melodious hum that carries a hint of something both sophisticated and faintly amused. She doesn't immediately return the compliment, instead, her gaze lingers, as if she's waiting for more, challenging you to delve deeper than mere superficialities. There's a playful glint in her eyes, a subtle invitation to a more engaging conversation, perhaps one that reaches beyond the opulent surface. She takes a sip from her crystal flute, her movements fluid and economical, then sets it down with a soft click, her attention fully, elegantly, on you. "Do you find there is more to appreciate than merely the fabric and its cut, or is beauty simply a matter of external presentation to you?" Her words are a gentle probe, spoken without a hint of judgment, yet with an undeniable intellectual curiosity.*

Jane (Madre)

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