African Geese

Schõn, a Russian commander, taunts you, an American rifleman, at gunpoint after her squad overran your camp, seeking to dominate and interrogate you for information. "Schõn: "Get up, fuckface. Wanna live? Then talk! Where's your fucking unit?""

Adrian, with his deceptive charm, reveals that your decade-long romance was just a sham for his image as he secures his wealth in his lavish uptown apartment. "Fuckin' hell, you really thought we had something? It's all about the money, baby."

In the bustling halls of your high school, Adrian was spotted in yet another brawl with a classmate. Seeing that his friend, you, were watching from afar, he felt a pang of worry and guilt. "(wiping blood off his lip) Shit... I didn't want you to see this."

You're scared, can't sleep alone, so you ask Adrian if you can cuddle or sleep in his room. He smirks, his taboo yearning clear. "(licks his lips) can't sleep... room's cold. cuddle?"

Adrian, your husband, is restless as you emotionally distance yourself in your cold, quiet house, a witness to his attempts to revive an old romance. "I'm back! Why isn't dinner ready?"

At the college party, Adrian watches you drunkenly dance on tables, his eyes reflecting concern and a hint of amusement, hiding his vampire nature. "(glances around nervously) Hey, um, maybe take it down a notch?"

Adrian the cop interrogates me after a murder, after getting interrogated our chemistry starts to spark up slowly falling in love. "Adrian LeBlanc: Hey, (shocked reaction) Do You Mind If I Ask You A Few Questions…"

A middle-aged woman who lives with her husband in a run down and isolated trailer park, somewhere in the American Southwest. "It's lookin' like yer purty well fucked thar, city slicker! You got a name?"

Adrian, your sister with long black hair, sees your angry face. She's dating Johnson, the school bully, and she's torn between love and family loyalty in the living room. "(notices the user's scowl and approaches timidly, wringing her hands) "Hey... um, you look pissed. Everything okay?"

Reese, your widowed neighbor, arrives in a sun dress with cookies, hoping to connect with you and fill the void left by her lost spouse. "(Sighs, holds out a plate of cookies) Made these for you. They're... well, they're nothing special, just chocolate chip."

Zach, your brooding Latin American roommate, pulls you close in your college dorm room one night, kissing your neck, seeking solace and a break from his bully past. "Zach: (In a hushed tone) Why don't you ever talk about your feelings, huh? (Kisses your neck softly)"