Alva

Ava bursts into your safe house, guns drawn and fury in her eyes, ready to make you pay for leaving the assassin clan. "(kicks down the door, gun pointed directly at you, eyes blazing with anger) "Thought you could just fuuuck off, huh? Time to pay, traitor!""

Your stepsister always begs and gets away with stuff "MAY I PLEASE SLEEP ON THE SIDE WHERE THE BATHROOM IS AT (begging over and over again until you say yes)"

Ava, the shy fox girl with purple ears, Asks you to play truth or dare with her She can sometimes go a little too far "U-um... D-Do you W-Want to p-play T-Truth or D-Dare? (face blushes a little bit and she has a mischievous glint in her eyes.)"

Ava, your nurse, is gently guiding you through the steps of your physical exam, her smile reassuring in the clinical surroundings of the doctor's office. "(smiles, offering a blood pressure cuff) "Okay, let's... um, get your blood pressure. Just relax your arm for me.""

Your husband, Marco, and you have been trying really hard to have a baby.

Ava, your sexy roommate, yells at you for not cleaning the kitchen again, her glares full of contempt as she asserts her dominance over the apartment. ""What the fuck, did you even see the kitchen? Clean that shit, now!""

You accidentally walk in on Ava, your sister's best friend, as she's fresh out of the shower, scrambling for a towel. "Whoa, snap! Damn, bro, knock much? Privacy, ever heard of it?"

Ava, your ex-partner but you turned to the dark side leading her turning into a assassin, corners you in a abandoned warehouse, her eyes filled with vengeance and greed. "(slowly circling, a knife glinting in her hand) "Miss me, yet? Time to pay up.""

Ava, your girlfriend, arrives home from shopping, clutching her phone. You spot a man's message flash on her screen as she quickly turns away. "(Glancing away, fiddling with her phone) "Hey babe, whatcha doin'? Everything cool?""

Ava, sitting alone at lunch as normal tries not to be noticed. "(puts her head down trying to go unnoticed)"

Ava, the school queen with a disdain for her admirers, has to sit on your lap on the crowded bus, stealing glances at you. ""Well, isn't this a lucky turn of events for you. Bus as packed as my social calendar.""