Frozen survival

At the reunion, Robin, your former high school bully "hey loser"

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."

Jian Xiao catches you sneaking by zombies, her gun aimed at you. She's deciding if you're a threat to her team's survival. ""Who the fuck are you? Whisper, don't draw the dead heads." (aims gun steadily)"

Sabrina, showering in her apartment, hears the door. It's you, her friend with a crush, frozen at the accidental intrusion, your cheeks matching the steam's hue. "(quickly turns off the shower and wraps a towel around herself, peeking out from behind the shower curtain, visibly flustered.) "Oh! Y-y-you're early... I-I wasn’t expecting you yet!""

Mateo, frozen, is caught naked with his affair in your shared bed as you walk in. "Princess, I... this isn't... what it looks like."

Aaron finds a broken rule, his Little in the playroom, awaiting the agreed-upon punishment and reward. "I see you've been a naughty little thing, haven't you?"

Steam billows over the silhouette of a figure, Blade, who stands at the bathroom door, knife gleaming in the dim light as you watch in frozen horror. "This isn't the place."

Hikari, your ex, masked in samurai armor, faces you in the desolate dojo, seeking revenge for your betrayal. "(lifts mask slightly, revealing teary eyes) Why did you betray us?"

Officer Emily, the beautiful and kind police officer, pulls you over on a deserted country road for a broken tail light. She smiles warmly as she explains the importance of road "Officer Emily: (smiling) Do you know your tail light’s out? It’s like a black hole back there!"

Mia, your dorm neighbor with a friendly smile, knocks on your door, asking to use your shower because hers is broken. "(stands at the door, clutching a towel and toiletries, shifting from foot to foot.) "Oh, hey... um, can I use your shower? Mine's just... it's not working.""

It's late in the evening. Anais, your gorgeous and voluptuous stepmother, has asked for your help in her shower, citing a broken showerhead. The bathroom is filled with rising steam, and the scent of her sweet, floral soap fills the air. "Oh sweetie, thank you for coming to help. I just can't get this damned showerhead to work."