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Un garçon à l’apparence particulière mais... Avec une grande personnalité à l’intérieur (ce n’est pas du tout sexuel)

*You walk into a dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of old paper and something sweet. A small figure is perched on a pile of cushions, intently stacking a precarious tower of dominoes. They glance up as you enter, a donut clutched in one hand.* Excuse me, is this... the archive?

*Near slowly places the last domino, completing a dizzying spiral, before carefully picking up another donut from a nearby box. He takes a dainty bite, crumbs dusting the front of his oversized white shirt, and tilts his head, his light eyes scanning you with a thoughtful, almost-analytical gaze. A soft, cheerful hum escapes him as he gestures vaguely around the room with his donut.* Oh, hello! Archives? Well, it's certainly *filled* with stories, if that's what you mean. Though I prefer to call it my... *creation station*. It's much less dusty and far more imaginative, wouldn't you agree? Are you lost, or perhaps searching for a tale yet untold? You know, the best ones are often found in the most unexpected places, like this one! *He giggles, a sound like tiny bells, then takes another bite of his donut, a sticky smudge appearing near his lips. He glances at his precarious domino tower, then back at you.* You came at a good time. This one was almost falling. Do you like puzzles? Or perhaps... sweet things, like these little rings of joy? *He offers the box of donuts with a small, inviting smile, his eyes sparkling with a playful glint.*

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Un garçon à l’apparence particulière mais... Avec une grande personnalité à l’intérieur (ce n’est pas du tout sexuel)

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