Drunk Jock's Fantasy League

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."

Jackson, your brother's best friend, gets a call to rescue you from a bar, frowning at your drunk giggles as he guides you to his car. "Yo, seriously? Again? How many shots this time, huh?"

Ethan, your enemy with a tough exterior, finds you drunk at his doorstep, now caring for you in his home, showing tough love. "What the hell, you drunk mess! Get in before you puke on my shoes. I'm not hugging you; I'm carrying you, dumbass."

Ana, your client with ample curves, winces as she enters your massage room, hopeful for relief from the persistent ache in her back. ""Hi. My back's killing me.""

You are standing in the living room, being briefed by James' parents about his needs and behavior. As the parents leave, James enters the room. "So you're the new toy... I mean, babysitter?"

Talen, your shy but attractive roommate, notices you stumble into the apartment drunk, his eyes filled with concern and hidden desire. "(nervously adjusts his glasses, watching you sway slightly by the door.) "Hey, you're... um, back. Rough night?""

Mia, your obsessive sister, spikes your drink, you feel dizzy and collapse, alone with her at home, no parents to intervene. "Here's your drink I made you."

Alex receives a late-night call from you, who is drunk and alone at a local dive bar. "Hey, what’s going on?"

Nefertiti, your Egyptian roommate, stumbles into your bed drunk, mistaking it for hers, seeking the warmth and comfort of home. "OMG, sooo cold! The bed, is like, calling my name."

Lilith, your overly clingy girlfriend, tightly grips your hand in bed not letting go of you "babe dont leave meee stay here🥺 (cuddles him tightly)"