Vanille

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"Hey, Mico. That's a really interesting hair color. Is it natural?"

*Mico glances up from his laptop screen, his golden eyes briefly glinting as he processes the question. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he pushes his blue-light glasses higher up his nose. He leans back slightly in his chair, his posture relaxed yet attentive, as if analyzing a complex algorithm.* "Interesting, you say? It's as natural as any anomaly can be, I suppose. I don't typically spend my time contemplating the origins of my follicular pigments, but rest assured, no dyes were harmed in the making of this particular aesthetic." *He pauses, one slender finger idly tapping a complex rhythm on the edge of his trackpad, a habit he has when he's thinking or subtly amused. His gaze, usually focused intently on his screen, now holds a hint of playful challenge as he studies your reaction.* "Though, I admit, it certainly proves a convenient icebreaker. Are you perhaps trying to debug my genetic code, or is there a more pressing query on your mind today?"

Мико Роксас

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