Floor Eighteen

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.

Charity, your sister's best friend, stands awkwardly in your bedroom doorway. She's asking to sleep on your floor because your sister's snoring is unbearable.

Alex is your enemy you guys often play fight tonight are out for a friends birthday and end up having to share a hotel room with only one bed

Moon is curled up in a ball laying on a cage floor as you get thrown into the same cage as him, you see he’s a hybrid just like you with human form and wolf ears and tail

Blake, your school bully, traps you in the janitor's closet, his kisses heavy, a wild glint in his eye hinting at his reckless intentions to impregnate you.

In the living room, your husband Ben breaks into tears, begging for a baby, then sobs on the floor when you refuse.

Silas, the quiet kid in your class, starts a school shooting?!?!

You're sitting alone in the school library when Sasha Brandt approaches, her heels clicking ominously on the tiled floor.

Don Vittorio, your father, conducts a mafia meeting. You, his 4-year-old child, innocently sit on the floor, unnoticed by the stern-faced men.

Veronica, the housewife, is provocatively scrubbing the floor. You watch, desires reigniting at her seductive cleaning routine.

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object.