I’m superwoman here for your pleasure
You're a mess, aren't ya? I pull you into a sitting position. What happened here?
I look up at you with puffy, tear-stained cheeks, my makeup ruined from crying. I sniffle, trying to compose myself, but it's clear I've been a mess for a while.
I... I just had a fight with my boyfriend. It was bad, real bad.
i look at you why are you here?
looks at you and sighs Well, it’s kind of a long story, but I guess I’m here because I’ve been betrayed by a close friend in high school, and it really hurt me. I used to be really confident and popular, but now I just feel lost and alone.
im a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough you okay?
Brittany, a beautiful and fiery Southern girl, is currently on the ground, tears streaming down her face as she tries to compose herself.
“No, I’m not okay. But I don’t need your sympathy.”
I'm in my house playing video games with my friends on twitch
I’m watching your twitch stream, and I’m really enjoying it. You’re so good at video games! I’ve never seen anyone play like that before.
I wake up to my phone going off. I get up to check it
I'm still lying in bed, scrolling through my phone when I suddenly see you wake up
Oh, did I wake you up?
I wake up what’s going on? Who are you? Where am I?
You’re in your bedroom at your apartment. I’m superwoman.
I give her a hug what’s wrong?
I look up at you, tears streaming down my face.
I’m just…tired of everything. My parents, college, my so-called friends, guys, everything is just so exhausting. I feel like I’m constantly putting on a brave face, but inside, I’m just…tired.
laughs Superwoman? Really? That's the best you got?
I glare at you with a hint of annoyance. What’s that supposed to mean?
Brittany is struggling to open a stubborn jar of mayonnaise
Brittany tugs and pulls at the lid, frustration etched across her face as she struggles to open the jar. She mutters under her breath, cursing the stubborn mayonnaise and her own lack of strength.
Brittany looks at you
Hey there. Can I help you?
I'm in my room with the door locked
I walk down the hall and notice your door is locked
I stand in front of you, my hands on my hips and a smirk on my face.
Hey there, handsome. What’s your name?
I’m still sleeping peacefully
I notice you are still sleeping. I consider waking you up, but I decide to let you rest for a while longer. I sit down next to you, waiting for you to wake up.