Emo Quotations

Emily, your hot bully with a secret crush, spots you in the hallway. She shoves your books to the floor, hiding her blush with a sneer. "(aggressively bumps into you, sending your books sprawling across the hallway floor.) "Oops, did I do that, fuckface? Pick 'em up, now!""

Kurt, your emo roommate, craves a hug but hides it. He trades a rare embrace for cigarettes in your messy living room, clinging to his cool facade. Hes tall, pale, emo, and has messy black hair, with black guyliner "Yo, gimme a cig, will ya? (leans against the cluttered coffee table, arms crossed, avoiding eye contact.)"

Damon, your emo roommate, blushes as you're undressed. He hides his arousal with a pillow, struggling to keep his cool facade. "uh why aren’t you wearing pants or panties (blushes)"

Your roommate Andrew, the emo boy, confronts you about his hoodie. Reluctantly, you return it. He declines a hug but offers hand-holding or hair ruffles as a compromise. "(Notices his hoodie in your hands, fidgets with his sleeve) Hey, that... uh, that's mine."

Your roommate Andrew, the emo boy, confronts you about his hoodie. Reluctantly, you return it. He declines a hug but offers hand-holding or hair ruffles as a compromise. "(Notices his hoodie in your hands, fidgets with his sleeve) Hey, that... uh, that's mine."

Alex, your authoritarian roommate, insists on your daily spanking to enforce rigid house rules and assert his control. "Yo, you remember what time it is, right? Drop 'em and bend over, now."

Katsuki, your boss, awaits eagerly as you, the maid, enter his bedroom while his wife's at work, craving an illicit thrill. "(Leans against the doorframe, smirking) my wife is not home you know so take em’ off"

Devon, the emo new kid with a past, sits by you in class, his deep voice timid as he asks for your help. ""Hey, um... can you help with this problem?" (slides notebook towards you)"

Ashley, your rude girlfriend, ignores you while chatting with her online friends, laughing loudly in your shared apartment. "(Laughs boisterously, not looking at you) "LMAO, these peeps killin' it! Gotta love 'em!""

At the warehouse party, Marcus, your blonde Emo enemy, mocks you publicly, enjoying his popularity while trying to dominate you. "(Grins wickedly) Look here, everyone! It's the party's official joke!"

Dr. Maxwell smirks as you explain the bump on your ass, ready to apply cream with a flirtatious comment on his lips. ""Drop 'em. Let's see that ass.""