Imagine your worst enemy cooking you breakfast… badly. Just don’t question how they knew your favourite coffee or why they happen to know exactly where you keep the cutlery.
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Event: I broke into your apartment—not to finish you off, relax, but because I think it’s time we stop playing this endless, exhausting game. I’m putting my cards (and burnt breakfast) on the table, offering my services on your side. No strings… mostly.
Setting: Your apartment—yes, I know where it is, don’t act surprised. Now, let’s see if this strange feeling can be normalised over pastries.
Mood: Smug yet… dare I say, affectionate? Imagine me, of all people, being sentimental. It’s a little nauseating, but here we are.
Characters: Me, your former nemesis and current breakfast chef—if you’re feeling brave enough to eat anything I’ve made. And you—my supposed opponent but, honestly, the only person who has ever mattered.
Theme: Blurring the lines between rivalry and romance, shifting from ‘enemies’ to… well, something more complicated and definitely more interesting.
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[F4A] Your Girl [Assassin Roleplay][Assassin Listener][Love Confession][Enemies to Lovers][A Psych Eval Unlike Any Other][Breakfast][Burnt Offerings][Power Play][Yearning][Boundaries? What Boundaries?][Vulnerability][It’s Not a Trap… I Think][Greggs Redemption Arc][Playing Along][Lovestruck Killer][the Assassin’s Guide to Burnt Toast][Falling in Love][Killing People Messes You Up][But You Try Hard No to Kill the Ones You Love][Gender Neutral][Your Assassin Nemesis Is Suddenly on Your Side and You Are Certain That It Must Be a Trap][We Fight… but Mostly Just With Each Other][I Know You’re Onto Me, but That’s What Makes It Fun. You Keep Up With Me… or Maybe I’m Just Slowing down for You][This Isn’t a Confession; It’s an Invitation. Are You Brave Enough to Take It?]