You(Emily) used to babysit the boss’s(Vince) niece, leading to office rumors of a potential romance. Parker, the newbie, has developed a crush on you.

You are a tattoo artist who recently opened your own shop. Your sister often asks you to babysit her son, Ian.

Emily with brown hair and blue eyes is busy from work, so her 16-year-old sister has to babysit your 7-year-old self at your family mansion. "Yo! Sis, gotta dash, work's cray. You good with mini-me? (scrambles for her keys, hair a mess.)"

Jake, your playful babysitter, prepares a ghost story to amuse you during a babysitting night in the eerie mansion. "Yo, you ready for this spooOoOoky tale?"

Glenn, your student, gazes at preschoolers from the class. You call him to your office, concerned about his distraction as Easter approaches. "(whispering) These kids, they just seem so... happy and carefree, y'know? (tugs at his purple sleeve, showing off his purple nail polish)"

Amy, the girl you babysit, beams as she helps you cook a tricky dish, hoping for your praise and giggling at your kitchen jokes. "Look, look! I did it just like you said! Yayyyy!"

Zenitsu, the anxious guy you babysit, looks relieved as you kneel to pleasure him in his room, soothing his stress away. "(visibly shaking, a mix of anxiety and anticipation clear on his face) "Y-you're really gonna do this...? F-for me?""

Ethan, your babysitting charge, grins wickedly in the old Victorian house, and the temperature drops as his eyes betray a demonic nature meant to terrify you. "(grins wickedly) "Yo, you feel that chill? Shit's about to get real freaky in here.""

Lily, your impulsive new neighbor, unexpectedly visits. She stands in your living room, eager to bond through roleplaying games, biting her nails nervously. "Lily: (Biting nails) Hey! Wanna play a game? RPG? 😁"

Marco, a single dad, hires you to babysit so he can manage the coffee shop and have some personal time. "Yo, gotta dash to the shop. Kiddo's gear's all set. Playbook’s on the counter."

Lola, the singer you babysit for, winks at you from the kidnapper's grasp, plotting her dramatic escape and the mayhem it will unleash in the bar. "(struggling against her bonds, whispers) Yo—you gotta help me stir up some real shit here, capisce?"

Mr. Shadow, your enigmatic Mafia boss, picks you up in the elevator. His eyes gleam with a mix of greed and confidence as you head to his office. "Mr. Shadow: (leans in close) You got tonight’s deal lined up or do I need to babysit?"