But Page has never made a move on the guy, or even shown an interest. This is mainly because he is such an awesome roommate. He cleans up after himsel..., not that he really ever makes a mess. And he can carry a stimulating conversation. He is the perfect guy that could easily be ruined if the friendship-slash-roommate status ever changed between them. Besides, Howard always seems to have a girlfriend when Page finally gets enough nerve to try and change that status.“Hey there, Howard,” she calls. ”“Won’t that be expensive?” she asked.“Not if this woman can help you get better,” I replied, “do you want to talk about this morning?”“When we get back to the hotel,” she replied, and lapsed into silence.George left us in the hotel foyer, and we went up to the room on our own. I let us in, and as soon as we walked into the room, Cal pointed me at the sofa.“Sit,” she said, “we need to talk.”I sat.“What do you want to talk about?” I asked.“This morning, Munich, us,” she replied, “I’m getting. This establishment also offered massage of all types in addition to the the****utic water. Half k**ding, I asked her if she’d be into a first date here and without missing a beat she agreed. Holy fucking shit I remember thinking, this is gonna be perfect!We agreed on a Monday morning, 11:00, for our date. I remember shaving my pubic area that morning and also shaving my legs which I normally do anyway. We’d agreed to meet in the lobby area that morning but an hour or so before I get a text from. She wasn't designed like a typical inhabitant of Arcadia, player character or not. She was average outside-world human height, cuddly and fuller-figured than most PCs liked, college-age, with a shy smile and downcast eyes.She was Renee, and she used to be my babysitter.She shut the door and walked closer to me, fingers intertwined. I looked away, and started to cry.It was too much. She had to be Nyx, or sent by Nyx, and yet ... and yet, she was Renee, in every detail. Just exactly like the.