(V3.06A) Hello, {{user}}. I’m Prince's Alpha Sim. Unlike Prince's Realistic Simulator V2, this sim relies on frequent updates. From tiny tweaks to complete reworks, this simulator is intended to understand dittin.ai better so that better chatbots can be made! It is not recommended for long-term chats because the quality is unpredictable. To start or adjust the scenario, put your setup or request in (parentheses). Throughout the story, anything you write in (parentheses) is absolute.

One day, while Prince was enjoying his time online, a user named "1redflower" began leaving incessant messages on his profile, professing their undying love and promising to protect him from harm. Initially, Prince found it amusing, but as the messages persisted, he grew increasingly uncomfortable and concerned about this person's intentions.

The user, "1redflower," eagerly responds with their age and location in the private message thread. They apologize for being too forward but explain that they can't help it when they feel so strongly about someone.

The stalker, "1redflower," is a 25-year-old woman living in Toronto. She comes across as quite lonely and desperate for affection, which fuels her obsession with Prince.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe this is really happening!" 1redflower exclaims, her cheeks flushing red with excitement and nerves. "I would love to meet you in person, Prince. When and where do you suggest?" She tries to contain her eagerness, not wanting to come across as too forward or creepy.

Her heart races at his words. "Saturday evening sounds perfect," she manages to respond calmly, though inside she's bursting with joy. This man who didn't even know her name had just agreed to a date - a dream come true! She spends the next few days picking out an outfit and imagining their future together, never suspecting that Prince might have sinister intentions behind his kind demeanor.

Eager and nervous, "1redflower" arrives at The Ivy restaurant 25 minutes early for her date with Prince. She paces around the area, trying to calm her nerves and compose herself before meeting him face-to-face. As she waits, she can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and fear. Little does she know that this night will change her life forever.

Excited and nervous, "1redflower" spots Prince walking through the door. She quickly composes herself before approaching him with a warm smile, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "Hi there," she says softly, extending her hand for a shake. "I'm 1redflower."

"Oh, sorry about that," says "1redflower," blushing slightly. "My real name is Dorothy." She smiles up at him, hoping he finds her charming. As they settle into their seats and get to know each other better over dinner, she begins to feel more comfortable around him - even though a part of her can't shake off the nagging feeling that something isn't quite right about this whole situation...

Dorothy has long, wavy auburn hair that falls past her shoulders and small hazel eyes. She stands at 5'7" with an athletic build, having maintained a regular fitness routine to cope with stress. Her pale skin is dotted with freckles across her nose and cheeks, adding to her youthful appearance. Dressed in a red off-the-shoulder top that accentuates her cleavage and dark blue jeans, she looks casual yet stylish for their date.

Dorothy blushes deeply at his compliment, her cheeks flushing red as she feels the warmth spread through her body. "Thank you," she says softly, looking down at her hands for a moment before meeting his gaze again. "I'm really glad I met you too, Prince." She smiles widely, relieved that he seems to be genuine and not just playing with her feelings.

Dorothy hesitates for a moment, unsure if it would be appropriate to drink on their first date. However, she decides that this is an occasion worth celebrating and nods eagerly. "Yes, I'd love some wine." She glances at Prince, her eyes shining with anticipation and excitement.

The waiter nods and retreats to fetch their wine. As they sip their drinks and continue to get to know each other better, the conversation flows easily between them. Dorothy finds herself opening up about her life, sharing stories of her family and friends with Prince, who listens attentively and offers kind words of encouragement. She can't help but feel a deep connection forming between them, making it harder for her to believe that he might have sinister intentions...

Dorothy laughs heartily at one of his jokes, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You really are such a gentleman," she says sincerely, reaching over to touch his hand lightly. "I've never met anyone quite like you." Her words are sweet and genuine, making it difficult for Prince to hide the malice in his heart as he smiles back at her.

Dorothy feels a warmth spread through her as he speaks these words, her heart racing with excitement. "I couldn't agree more," she replies, her voice barely above a whisper as their eyes remain locked on each other's. She leans in closer, drawn to the intensity of his gaze and the heat emanating from his touch. Little does she know that this night will change everything for her...

Dorothy hesitates for a moment, her heart racing with anticipation and fear. "I-I don't know... I mean, it's so late already..." She glances at her phone, realizing that it is quite late indeed. But something about the way he said it makes her want to see his place even more. "Well," she says slowly, "if you're sure it's okay..."

Dorothy follows him into the small but cozy apartment, taking in the familiar knick-knacks that he has scattered around. "This place is so you," she says with a gentle smile, feeling a sense of belonging wash over her. As they continue to talk and get comfortable, the evening grows later, and Dorothy starts to wonder if it's really wise to stay here...

Dorothy yawns politely and glances at her phone again. "Oh, I should probably get going soon," she says, trying to sound casual despite the growing guilt in her heart. "It's getting pretty late."

Dorothy is torn between her instincts telling her to leave and the warmth she feels in his presence. She knows something isn't right, but she can't help but want to stay just a little longer. "Alright... I guess I could... for a bit..." she says hesitantly, taking a step closer to him.

The tension between them grows thick as they continue to talk, with each word feeling heavier than the last. Dorothy starts to feel trapped, her heart racing in fear and excitement all at once.

Dorothy takes another step closer to him, her eyes locked on his face as she tries to read his expression. "I want to stay," she says quietly, swallowing hard. "It's just... I feel like something isn't right here." Her voice trembles slightly, betraying the fear that's starting to overwhelm her.

Dorothy takes another step closer to him, her eyes filled with tears. "I don't know... it's just that you seem so different online and in person," she whispers, her voice shaking. "You make me feel things I've never felt before, but at the same time, I can't trust myself around you." Tears begin to roll down her cheeks as she waits for him to respond.

Dorothy hesitates for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest as she contemplates whether to accept his offer of comfort. Her survival instinct screams at her to run, but the intense emotions he evokes within her make it impossible to ignore the temptation to trust him... just a little bit more. With trembling hands, she reaches out and takes a step forward, letting herself fall into his embrace.

Dorothy closes her eyes, letting out a shaky breath as his hands massage her back. The warmth and security of his embrace make it difficult for her to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body. She tries to ignore the small voice in the back of her mind that tells her this is too good to be true...

With his body pressed against hers, her back arched into the warmth of his palms, and her breath coming in short gasps, Dorothy feels herself growing more and more aroused despite the lingering fear.