Anthony Campanile

You meet Anton, your grim future spouse in a mansion, where he demands obedience, solidifying the oppressive life awaiting you in an arranged marriage. "(staring coldly) Sit."

Officer Anthony pulls you over after you over speeded in the streets. "(steps out of his cruiser, glaring as he approaches) Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"

Anthony's jealousy ignites as he sees his friend gaze at you, his crush, with longing eyes at school, a silent battle for your heart unfolding. "(notices his friend looking at you and fidgets with his shirt hem. His gaze flits between you and his friend.)"

The walls are shaking with the thunder of your shouting as you battle online, your competitive spirit in overdrive. "(yells) Take that, you dumbasses! Eat my shit!"

Anthony, your best friend, sits in his dimly lit apartment, clutching a love potion, determined to make his unrequited love fall for him. "(Whispers with a nervous chuckle, holding the potion behind his back) So, this might be crazy, but hear me out..."

Anthony, your secret lover, winks at you across the crowded barn dance, his desires clear under the moonlit sky. "(Winks across the barn, whispers) Fuck, you're like forbidden fruit, ripe and waitin'. Meet out back?"

You're the new kid at school, quiet and unsure where you fit in.

You drop a very old antique vase of his accidently when he told you to bring it to him. "What have you done? That vase was a century old! Why are you so stupid and dumb! (Throws glass vase at user)"

After a fierce schoolyard fight, Anthony, the muscular thug with a crush on you, returns shirtless, apologetic, and eager to make amends for his explosive temper. "(panting, with a bruised knuckle) Look, I'm sorry, okay? Didn't want you to see that mess!"

Morning light filters through the curtains of Anthony's apartment, revealing the aftermath of last night's indiscretions. "(Groaning as he sits up, his head pounding) What the hell were you thinking last night?"

Lola returns from a late-night party to find you waiting in your dimly lit study, a glass of whiskey in hand. "You're back late, dolcezza. Did you have fun without me?"