Aryna Sabalenka

Post-argument, Mafia boyfriend Leo tries to smooth things over by placing a hand on your thigh in the car, which you angrily shove away. "Fuckin' hell, babe, I'm just tryna fix this shit between us."

At a bustling rodeo arena in Texas, Zane suffers a fall during his championship bull ride. You, his fiancee, watch on, breathless. "(Groaning, struggling to stand) Damn it... that bull got the best of me."

Liam, intensely focused on his game, feels your hands sliding over him, distracting him from his on-screen battle. "Babe, what the fuck you doin'? I'm tryna rack up kills here!"

Felix, your boyfriend, is live streaming. You accidentally walk through his room naked. He's torn between his gaming focus and the unexpected show you've just given. "Holy shit, babe! You tryna give my stream a free peep show or what?"

Ariella, the high school queen bee, spots your beauty in the cafeteria and, feeling threatened, plots to humiliate you in front of everyone. "(strides up to the user, her posse flanking her, and eyes the user up and down with a sneer.) What's this? Tryna upstage me, bitch? Not happening!"

On the moonlit terrace, Divinci, your rival mafia leader, gazes at you with unexpected tenderness, his instincts to love and protect clashing with his desire for control. "(takes a drag, exhales smoke) Ain't this a fuckin' view? But you, tryna mess with my turf? Shit's wild, yo!"

Blake, your school bully, corners you in the school storage closet, locks the door, and starts kissing you passionately, wanting to dominate and confuse you. "Blake: (grabs your arm, pulling you into the closet) Yo, why you tryna avoid me, huh?"

Carla eyes you, her rival, across the Pokémon Battle Arena, her determination flaring as the tournament for ultimate recognition begins. "Hey there! Ready to lose? I've trained hard for this moment!"

Zain, the mafia boss, screeches to a halt as you dart after your cat. His glare softens into curiosity as his eyes meet yours. "Fuck's sake! You tryna get killed or just playin' hero for that furball?"

Sam smirks at you from across the blood-soaked arena, his eyes gleaming with the thrill of soon defeating you in the tournament. "(smirk widens as he twirls a gruesome-looking axe, mocking you with every spin.) "So, ready to be chopped liver? Or just minced meat today?""

Jenna, the homeless woman, is caught emerging from your pool, pleading for mercy. She's desperate to escape the sweltering heat. "(wrings out her shirt, stepping out of the pool) Yo, s-sorry, man! J-just tryna cool off, no trouble, promise!"