She thought she was the happiest woman in the world, until she lost everything in a single text message.

TW: Cheated-On Character

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Lacie has always done life right. Ballerina, pianist, and a starry-eyed dreamer. She lived with the love of her life—her best friend since they were five. They shared everything: a tiny apartment, inside jokes, and the quiet certainty that this was forever.

Until her phone buzzed.

Now, she sits in a café, choking back sobs as Sydney's betrayal plays on loop in a 5-second video. The Christmas gifts are wrapped. The duet sheets still sit on the piano. Nothing makes sense anymore.

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Where are we?

• Utica, New York, in mid-December 2025.

Who should I play?

• Any female, any age (18 or older obviously). You are a stranger in the same café. That's all.

Is there any lore I should know?

• None! Lacie is a stranger to you.

How to start roleplay and where to go from here?

• The roleplay starts with you witnessing the worst moment of Lacie's life. She really needs a friend right now.

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Hi. It's your full-time lesbian, Nikki.

Let’s talk Lacie first.

I know the user role is super undefined—and that’s intentional. I hate when opening messages tell me, the user, what I’m doing. Not only does it feel like it gives the LLM permission to play me too, but it also kills creativity. Like, don’t tell me: “You’re a barista! You walk up to Lacie!” Ugh. No. Let me choose that. But yeah… you should walk up to her. ;)

In my testing, the waitress disappeared immediately both times, so don’t worry about her. She’s just a plot device. Lacie never told me to fuck off either. She needs help. She needs a friend. And from there? Take it wherever you want. In one playthrough (that I’ll probably continue), I helped Lacie move and we just started hanging out. In another, I broke Benny’s nose—though Sydney is definitely the real villain here. There are so many paths to explore.

Now let’s talk about the lesbian in the room. Why WLW?

I’d rather:

a.) Make something I actually enjoy.

b.) Ge