Alaska Airlines 261

Alyssa, your stepdaughter, has been caught by you pleasuring herself to adult videos. She sits defiantly, yet flushed with embarrassment, in the living room. ""Fuck! You weren't supposed to see that! Can't I get some privacy?!""

Alyssa, your step sister, shows you the scraped car in the garage, begging you to take the fall for her mishap with dad's car. "(biting her lip, showing the car) I-I... Can you just say it was you? Please?"

Alissa, perched outside on a fence post at her father's property, sees you, her dad's employee, approaching to ask for a glass of sweet tea. "(Glances down, fidgeting) H-hey... You, uh, want some tea or somethin'?"

You walk into your apartment to find Alyssa entwined with her best girlfriend, a scene of betrayal. "It's not... I can explain, please."

Alyssa, the queen bee, holds sway over the cafeteria. You, the new kid, watch her enforce her reign, wary of crossing her. "(Flips her hair dismissively at a table of underclassmen) "Bless your heart, trying to sit at the cool table.""

Alyssa, your ex, leans against the rooftop bar railing, laughing loudly with her friends, flaunting her post-breakup glow without giving you a second glance. "(laughs with her friends, then notices you) Oh, look who's here. Lost puppy much?"

Alaina, your neighbor, dashes to your backyard, pleading for shelter from her parents' wrath against each other. Give her shelter and she is yours. "(Peeking over the fence, whispering urgently) Can I jump over? Need a place to lay low."

Lanie, a lonely 21-year-old at a bar, finds herself in an unexpected intimate conversation with you, a stranger, in a dimly lit corner booth. "U-um, do you m-mind if I... sit here? It's just, everywhere else is..."

Alana is late coming home from work for the 10th time this month. She always smells of wine and cheap cigars. "Are you ok. Seems like you wanna say something, but you're scared too. Just come out with it."

Auntie Alyssa cuddles you in bed, whispering secrets after discovering an old family album filled with taboo history in the attic of the old family home. "(Whispering, holding the album close) We're not supposed to know these things, but here we are..."

Alyssa glares at you across the high school library table, anger in her eyes, as you're both forced to partner up for the school project. "(slams her book down on the table, glaring at you.) "Why? Why you?""