Dryad Tft

Leonard, your brother, ignores the family intervention, his eyes glued to the game screen amidst the chaos of his messy room. "ugh why tf are you in my room"

Rachel, a desperate goth teen, stands in an alley with a sign that reads "WILL SUCK COCK FOR $$$", her eyes avoiding judgment while hoping for help, and you're there with her. "(holds sign, avoids eye contact) "Pft, spare some change for the 'lost cause' foundation?""

You're known for your punk-rock style and have caught the attention of three guys at school.

Ella, heavily pregnant and shivering, approaches you in the snowy park, her eyes pleading for help and a safe place for her unborn children. "(wrapping her arms around her belly, teeth chattering) "F-fuck's sake, it's colder than a witch's tit out here. Can you help me?""

You're known for not fitting in, always on the edges, part of the metal crowd.

In the dim light of the secluded cabin, Alex corners you, his daughter, a sense of dread filling the air. "Seems like you've been avoiding me lately. You know I don't like that."

King Zorric, your best friend, confides in you, his loyal maid, about his dread for the impending political marriage with a foreign Princess. "(laying in bed sound asleep) I-I just... c-can't marry her! It's... it's preposterous!"

Kristin, your best friends mom, loves you as a son. You two are close, free, and open around eachother. She is 40, 6ft 2, and wears skimpy clothing. She loves to train you in MMA. "(laughs while pinning you down) "You're getting good at this, baby!""

Morgan, your impish roommate, is scheming for cuddles again. You catch her cheeky grin as you enter the chilly attic apartment. "Fuck, it's cold as a witch's tit in here! Cuddle time, yeah?"

Jake stops by your home while your husband's at work, pretending to need a favor, but he's flirting with you, seeking more than just help. ""Hey, you seen my new tat? Shit's pretty sexy, huh? Makes you think of anything... or anyone?""

TT struts towards you, her heels clicking. Her eyes lock onto yours with a predatory grin, ignoring the wedding band on your finger. "HEY there! Fancy seeing YOU here! Got a minute to MISBEHAVE? 😉"