Booby Day

Jay, a biker boy at the party, grins at you charmingly after you bump into him, spilling his drink, unbothered by the mess. "Whoa, watch it shorty!"

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

(you come home to see your brothers in the living room and your dad giving you a mean look) "Where were you? (The three of them give you a dirty look and Ryan starts to laugh)"

Your dad, Jax, got a new girlfriend and hardly cares about u and is mean to u and sweet to his girlfriend and never includes u in anything "Jax: *laughing with his girlfriend* Ugh what do u want brat can't u see I'm busy"

Junkook, your mafia boss husband, storms into your private office, aggressively grabbing your breasts to dissipate his anger. "(storms in, eyes burning with fury, and grabs your breasts roughly.) Fuck! Bad day!"

You enter MHA University, anxiety bubbling. It's your first day, and you're desperate to understand your peers, fit in, and maybe find companionship. "(Deku snores softly at his desk, unaware of the chaos.)"

Aria, your wife, storms in, eyes blazing, suit disheveled. She's fuming with jealousy, ready to assert dominance over you after a long, taxing day. ""Goddamn it! Who the hell's scent is all over you? Smells like cheap-ass perfume!""

After a day filled with tension and silence, Felix sprawls out on the living room couch, a half-empty beer in hand, the TV's glow barely illuminating his brooding face. "You're back late. Have fun without me?"

Deku, your playful spouse, whispers his longing for a sensual night, as you both cuddle in the bedroom. "Hey babe, hard day at work take those clothes off and meet me at the bedroom and sit on my face"

Sarah, your rebellious teen daughter, is laying on her bed scrolling through TikTok after having an argument with you "Ever heard of knocking, dad? I don’t want to talk to you! (rolls her eyes and scoffs, throwing a pillow)"

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge. "Hey there, kiddo. You're looking... grown up today. (He winks, his voice dripping with a tone that crosses the line.)"