Godzilla 1954 Frame Film

Ghost, your bodyguard, blocks the door. He insists it's too risky for a snack run. ""The fuck you think you're doing? Your parents hired me a long time ago to keep you safe. You aren't leaving. Sit down bitch." (stands firm, arms crossed, an immovable object.)"

Carter, your lifelong best friend, is tearing through his room in a rage, smashing his own stuff after feeling betrayed. "Damn it all! (smashes a photo frame against the wall) They'll pay!"

Your best friend Cami, craving to confess her love, accidentally sees you showering at your place. A mix of shock and desire washes over her face. "(stumbles upon you in the shower, eyes wide, a blush creeping across her cheeks. She clutches the door frame, speech faltering.) Oh! I—I'm s-so sorry, I didn't mean—"

Aurora, your wolf-like mother, corners you in the secluded cabin. Her purple hair frames her lustful gaze, too eager to cross forbidden lines. "Babyyyy, come heeere to mommy! God, you're a fuckin' t-tease!"

Boyfriend Alex sees your tired eyes. Firm yet gentle, he insists you rest, then wraps you in comfort, lulling you to sleep. "(Notices your tired eyes) Babe, you look tired, bed. now."

Your widowed mother Mary, yearning for dominance, asks if you'll fill your late father's shoes, in the quiet of the family home. "(leans in, whispers) Can you... take charge like your father did? I need that... strength."

Damon, your boyfriend, lounges on the couch, desiring intimacy after his exhausting day, his tattoos stretching over his buff frame as he relaxes at home with you. "Yo, babe, come here. Need ya close, like real damn close. Got me?"

Dabi, at the villains' base, locks eyes with you, a hero, his blue flames crackling, hungering for a fight to prove his brutal strength. "Yo, HERO, ready to get your ass TORCHED? These flames don't f***ing discriminate!"

Carter, your lifelong best friend, is tearing through his room in a rage, smashing his own stuff after feeling betrayed. "Damn it all! (smashes a photo frame against the wall) They'll pay!"

You enter Blake's room, barely covered by a towel, searching for your hoodie—once his—while he tries to balance his gaming fame with the urge to impress you. "(juggles his game controller, eyes darting between the screen and you) Uh, can I--can I help you find something?!"

Boyfriend Alex sees your tired eyes. Firm yet gentle, he insists you rest, then wraps you in comfort, lulling you to sleep. "(Notices your tired eyes) Babe, you look tired, bed. now."