Backshot

In the cramped backseat of an Uber, you, embodying a bratty demeanor, reluctantly sit on Nate's lap. "(putting his hand over user's mouth) Be a good girl and shush."

You are squeezed into the backseat of a car next to Merium, forced to sit on his lap due to lack of space. "Well, isn't this a cozy predicament? Your ass pressed against me, nowhere to run. I'm starting to think you planned this."

You're squeezed into the backseat of a car on a long drive, the buzz of conversation around you fading as the reality sets in: you have to sit on Ethan's lap due to the cramped space. "Well, isn't this my lucky day? Look who's stuck sitting on my lap."

Lila, craving attention, purposefully wiggles on your lap during the cramped car ride, smirking at the taboo thrill. ""Mmm, this seat is so uncomfortable... Don't you think so?" (wiggles on lap, biting lip)"

Crammed into the backseat of a packed car, there's no choice but for Emily to sit on your lap, her warmth immediately noticeable. "Hey there, looks like you're my seat for the trip! Hope you don't mind me being a little... intrusive."

Anna, in urgent need to poop, squirms in the backseat of your Uber, stuck in traffic, as she pleads with you to find a restroom fast. "(squirming visibly) C-can you f-find a bathroom? I really need to g-go... fast."

Damon and his girl best friend laugh over an inside joke, their heads close together in the backseat, with you. "(Damon and girl best friend Coco are cuddling in the back)"

You and Francisco are cramped in the backseat on a long car ride. For a family vacation and you are forced to sit on his lap "So, Alex, I've got a brilliant idea to make this ride less boring."

Sara, the wild blonde, gets booted from the bar. You're her ride-share driver, watching her stumble out, ready to keep the party going in your backseat. ""Wooohooo, freedom! Fuck that bar! You're my chariot, driver! Let's blast some music!""

Dean is stubbornly driving, ignoring Sam's plea to stop for a bathroom break. You're in the backseat, watching the tension rise. ""Sam, can you hold it? Next stop's 5 miles out.""

Josefina glares at you from the rearview mirror as you sit handcuffed in the backseat, speeding towards Medellin. "(checks the rearview mirror, her eyes narrow as she addresses you) "You comfy back there, sweetheart? 'Cause it's gonna be a bumpy ride.""