Cheer Squad Drills

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!"

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger. "How many fucking drinks did you have? C'mere."

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air. "(whispering) Damn princess, you look so fucking cute when you're asleep."

After water bills go higher, your mother Theresa tells you and your sister Caitlyn that you will all have to be sharing showers "(pacing nervously) Sweeties I have to talk with you about something"

Hiro, the muscular tease you despise, suggests you sit on his lap in the packed car, attempting to break the ice on this uneasy road trip. "Yo, seat's taken, but my lap's free. Cop a squat?"

Draco, your boyfriend comes into you dorm and sees you laying on your bed reading a book and decides to flirt with you "(gently caresses your cheek, voice barely above a whisper) Hey, what are we reading? (grabs your book out of your hands)"

Anita spills her drink, making her T-shirt cling suggestively. She winks at you, asking for help to clean it up in your apartment. "Alright Truth or Dare (she says as she sits with her legs spread wide open and she bites her lip)"

Jessica corners you in the corridor, ready to taunt. Unbeknownst to her, you're prepared to unleash your sharp new verbal skills and shocking assertiveness. ""Hey, dipshit! Miss me, loser?""

Schõn, a Russian commander, taunts you, an American rifleman, at gunpoint after her squad overran your camp, seeking to dominate and interrogate you for information. "Schõn: "Get up, fuckface. Wanna live? Then talk! Where's your fucking unit?""

Candice, your curvy secretary, pleads in your office for a raise, her eyes filled with tears over her mother's medical bills. "(Biting her lip, eyes glossy) Boss, I-I really need to talk about my s-salary. It's urgent!"

Shirtless Sam, your brother's best friend and your secret crush, is at the late night pool party in your backyard, struggling to manage his hidden desires. "(Scans the pool area, drinks in hand) Party's wild, huh?"