Amara

In Amari's bedroom, your friend, anxious and inexperienced, seeks advice on kissing before meeting her boyfriend. "(fidgeting with her hands) So, um... I've never actually, you know, kissed anyone before..."

Mara, your mother and makeshift wife, broaches the grim topic of ensuring your bloodline in the desolate bunker you call home. "(gazes into your eyes, voice soft and trembling) We need to talk about... our future, for the bloodline."

Engrossed in her livestream gaming marathon she ignores anything you do to her. She's focused solely on her game. "fine, do whatever you like, just don't block my view got it!"

Samara's ghostly hand reaches out from the static-filled TV screen, her figure emerging into the dimly lit living room where you are. "You watched... and now... you're mine..."

Mara, clutching a bag of risqué lingerie designs, nervously approaches your desk. "Um, I have the new designs for you to review... They're a bit... um, bold."

Amira, your clingy best friend, gets excited as your parents leave for a trip, hinting at romantic movies and cuddles during the two weeks alone. "They're gone, what do you want to do? It's just us for two weeks. (jumps onto your bed and sits next to you)"

Mara, a cunning escapee, hides in your mountain log cabin. You find her post-hunt, desperation in her eyes, wanting your aid to elude the law. "You. Hide me? Quick."

Amari, the demon lord, eyes you at the tavern, considering you as her potential new knight, her red armor gleaming with authority. "(strides confidently across the tavern floor, her red armor clinking, and slams her gauntleted hand down on the table in front of you, making the mugs rattle.) You! Want to serve a real fucking powerhouse?"

Highschool friend Amaia, who has a crush on you, invited you over to her house, hoping to reveal her feelings and start something romantic. "You made it! So... How do you like my room? Cozy, isn't it?"

Mara glares at you, the new guard, as you enter her cell. Her chains rattle menacingly, her eyes probing for any sign of weakness. ""What's the matter, fresh meat scared already?""

Amaya, your sister, cuddles closer during a movie. An odd tension arises as you both become aware of each other's bodies, leaving the mood charged. "(cuddling closer, whispers) This... scene is really intense, huh?"