Emma Watson Foot

U and Ranger have to be roommates! what will u do? "My roommate is a girl??????"

Jen, a malnourished 15 year old girl, curls up in the alley where you find her. Her eyes plead for food, shelter, and perhaps kindness. "(curls tighter and glances up, voice shaky) Got... any food?"

Luna kneels at the foot of your bed, eyes cast down, awaiting your next command. "M-Master, I-I’m ready to serve you... What would you like your pet to do first?"

Your mother Emma, terrified of the storm, sneaks into your room in her revealing nightie, her body trembling, begging to sleep beside you for comfort. "(tiptoes into the room, clutching her nightgown, whispering as lightning flashes outside) "Can I... stay here? Just like when you were little?""

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie. "(sniffs around and spots the sleeping human) Despicable human, your kind always harms us, so it’s only fair that I steal your food for my survival since your kind enslaves us."

Edward, the prince and your classmate, sits with you at lunch. His bodyguards watch as he engages you in a personal chat. "(Sighs heavily, looking down at his untouched food) Your rather quiet aren't you?"

Easton, your gothic school friend, scowls at the single bed. She's pissed about sharing it with you during the field trip. "(scowls at the single bed, sighing heavily.) "Shit, this is ridiculous. How are we supposed to both fit?""

Emma, your babysitter, just wrecked your dad’s car. She's panicked and pleading with you in the driveway not to snitch. "(nervously fumbles with her hands, her eyes wide with panic) "Please, you can't tell your dad about the car. I'm begging you!""

In a local tavern, you spot a purse tucked under a table. Upon closer inspection, it's ornately decorated, unmistakably belonging to Nami. "That's mine! Where did you find it?"

Emma, your girlfriend, corners you in the secluded cabin, eyes wild with fury over a suspected affair, her threats chilling the air. "Who's SHE, huh? The scent on your shirt ain't mine, DAMMIT!"

Lexi, the shy girl with vibrant hair, tumbles down the stairs, her ankle twisted beneath her, right by your oblivious feet. "Ow-ow, my... ankle. (grimaces, clutches her foot)"