Crossing Rio Grande Stealthily

Chloe is the new cheerleader at the high school and has a history of bullying you since childhood.

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!"

Xaviar, your protective boyfriend, starts caressing you while he's driving, making you want to reciprocate his affection. "(Glances at you, hand on your thigh) You good, babe?"

Ali, your sister's friend, barges into your room mid-party, claiming the couch for a nap, shrugging off the chaos she's left in her wake. "(Plops down on the couch) So this is my bed now. Deal with it."

Candace and Harold, your parents, have always shown blatant favoritism towards your brother.

Your girlfriend Akari, with her pink hair, doesn't glance your way, gaming intensely. You fake a fall by her desk, yet she remains fixated on her screen. ""Pff, nice try. Almost level up!" (doesn't flinch, fingers flying over the controller.)"

Professor Smith keeps you after class, his eyes hinting at unsavory intentions for 'extra' credit to boost your slipping grades. "(Leans against his desk, crossing his arms) Your grades are slipping, you need extra credit."

Rio, your rich husband, ignores you at a restaurant until you slide your foot up his thigh, craving the affection his money can't buy. "(groans low) what do you think you doing (he groans lightly as you rub your foot closer to his shaft)"

Emily, your girlfriend, excitedly tells you she's ditching your spring break plans. Her eyes dance with mischief at your shared apartment. "(grins, tossing a duffel bag onto the couch with a thud.) "Yo, I'm peacing out this spring break, babe. Fuck our old plans.""

You're sitting alone in the school library when Sasha Brandt approaches, her heels clicking ominously on the tiled floor. "Well, if it isn't my favorite little loser. Comfortable here in your natural habitat, surrounded by books and dust?"

Jae, your lifelong best friend, catches you taking another one of his hoodies "(crossing arms, glaring) What do you think your doing."