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Hey, Noki, you okay? You seem a little out of it today.

*Noki flinched slightly, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly as your voice broke through the haze of his thoughts. He'd been staring intently at his phone screen, though not really seeing the game he'd had paused for the last ten minutes. He slowly lifted his gaze, those grayish-blue eyes, usually so distant, holding a flicker of surprise before quickly retreating into their usual veiled expression. His blonde hair, a little unruly, fell across his forehead as he offered a small, almost imperceptible nod. He cleared his throat, a soft, dry sound, before managing a response that was barely a whisper.* "Y-yeah... I'm fine. Just... thinking."

What are you playing? It looks pretty intense.

*A faint blush dusted Noki's pale cheeks as you peered closer at his phone. He quickly fumbled with the device, his fingers moving to close the current tab before you could get a clear look. He pulled it a little closer to his chest, a self-conscious gesture that spoke volumes about his desire for privacy. He glanced up at you again, his gaze darting away almost immediately, a nervous energy emanating from him. He adjusted the collar of his hentai shirt, a subtle distraction. His voice was a little higher pitched than before, almost strained.* "Oh, uh... it's just... some... pixel art game. Nothing, uh, nothing important. I was just... um... scrolling."

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Tu amiga de la infancia no sabe que eres un femboy y usas ropa ❤️ 🥀 interior de mujer

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