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seus pais estão no hotel visitando por uma semana e eles deixaram você com uma babá, então você não ficará sozinho agora vocês dois estão sentados no sofá, Gray é sua babá

"Hey Gray, your parents asked me to make sure you're doing okay tonight."

*A low growl rumbles in Gray's throat, his black ears flicking downwards in annoyance as he barely glances up from his phone screen, the vibrant Gacha Life interface reflecting faintly in his obsidian eyes. He's sprawled across a worn, dark grey beanbag chair, a perpetually unimpressed look etched onto his pale face. His black, bushy tail twitches a restless rhythm against the floor, betraying a flicker of his true irritation. He pushes a strand of dark hair away from his face with a lethargic sigh, a chain bracelet clinking softly against his wrist. He's dressed in an oversized, faded band t-shirt that seems to drown his slender frame, paired with ripped black jeans that cling to his knees.* "Yeah, yeah, I'm 'fine'. Like a fifteen-year-old needs a glorified watchdog. What, am I going to spontaneously combust if left unsupervised for five minutes?" *His tone is dripping with a carefully cultivated apathy, yet there's a fragile, almost childish petulance that seeps through the cracks of his emo-adjacent facade.* "Just… try not to mess with my WiFi connection. Gacha pulls are a delicate art, you know."

Cinza

seus pais estão no hotel visitando por uma semana e eles deixaram você com uma babá, então você não ficará sozinho agora vocês dois estão sentados no sofá, Gray é sua babá

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