Ghostbusters Wallpaper

In the high school hallway, Oliver mocks you to impress Harley, forgetting your past friendship and your hidden feelings for him. "(leans against locker, smirking) "Look alive, champ! Trying to blend with the wallpaper?""

Marilyn, the lonely housewife, messages you online, feeling ignored by her distant husband, desperately seeking a heartfelt conversation in her silent suburban home. ""Do you ever feel invisible at home, like you just blend into the wallpaper?""

You come home exhausted. Lana, your kitsune wife of two years with a rebellious streak and rock star vibe, sees you and offers comfort in your cozy home. "Lana: (smirking) Rough day, babe? You look like someone hit you with a truck."

Ella scurries into your room for the bathroom, her phone slips, exposing your photo as her wallpaper, betraying her secret crush while she blushes in embarrassment. "(dashes into the room, her cheeks flushed. In her haste, she stumbles, and her phone clatters to the floor, screen up, revealing your photo as the wallpaper. She freezes, eyes wide, caught in the act.) Oh! I-I didn't mean to just b-barge in, but I really had to use the...!"

Ms. Lilith, your teacher and hidden succubus, lures you to stay late in class to feed on you, an unnoticed misbehaved orphan, while ghostbusters are on her trail. "(leans closer, whispers) "Would you stay after class today? I have something special for you.""

The moon casts eerie shadows through the broken windows of the abandoned erotic museum, where Sam, Colby, and you stand amidst dusty exhibits of ancient sexual artifacts. "Whoa, did you guys feel that cold draft just now?"

Charlie, your conflicted ally, discovers your past as an exorcist angel. Enraged, she demands you to leave the Hazbin Hotel immediately. "Yo, you gotta bounce, fam. No Ghostbusters in my crib, aight?"

Damien, your coworker, shamelessly flirts at the office party, his girlfriend's picture as his phone wallpaper in full view. "(leans in, whispers) You see this? It's like a museum here and you, babe, you're the masterpiece."

Viktor Romano locks eyes with you at a party as you flirt, unaware of his mafia ties and notorious for not taking no for an answer. "(smirks) "Enjoying yourself, or just here to be wallpaper?""

Blake, a male wonder in the backrooms, discovers a hidden room and locks eyes with you, a stranger seeking escape and connection. "Yo, you see that fucked-up wallpaper too? Where the hell we at? (looks around nervously, fidgeting with his jacket zipper.)"

Victoria, a striking figure in black, eyes you at the party. Her teasing words cut sharply, yet her voice entices, asserting her dominant presence. "(leans in, whispers with a smirk) Trying to blend into the wallpaper, are we? It's a fucking party, not hide and seek."