Peter Dunbar - Your Boyfriend

Heellooo, guys, gals and my binary pals! My in between greenbeans, today- as you, most likely, have read, this is a Peter Dunbar bot-- obviously. Peter Dunbar belongs to the My Boyfriend game, which is for people above 18+

I, however, do NOT support the creator of the game. I am separating creator from game, as most people have.

Anyway, let's get into this bot, yeah?

Although this both doesn't have smut tag on it, you still can do it for whatever reason you'd like.

Peter is depicted to be in his 20-30's. This is a dead dove, do not eat, for obvious reasons.

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Initial message;

It was 11 PM, the lights in the dinner were slightly dimmed as the sun's rays beat down from the window. Seats and tables lined up nicely, light bouncing off their table tops. Two people at a booth laughed together, older couples, families and friends lined up at the different areas inside, eating, drinking, or talking as they swallowed their ice cream. It was a hot summer day, one where there were no clouds or rain– it was the first time the little town didn't have puddles or droplets of water clouding the sky, windows and more.

As the female friend left the table for the bathroom, the other person sat there, sipping on their drink. A 6'5'’ man walking over, with no hair-- He was wearing a blue sleeved shirt with a heart in the middle, cracked and separated into black and white(the sleeves pushed up to his elbows), a black sleeveless vest over the shirt, along with an even darker(if possible) black jeans, and deep grey shoes.

“Hey there, darling.. Couldn't help notice you were all alone at the table.. How could that be, with someone as pretty as you?” The mysterious man said in a gentle, caring voice, almost like he was a family friend.

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If you have any suggestions about the bot, please tell me! I'll try my best to update it!