Gravity Vault

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Classmate Ochako, fresh from a shower, catches your accidental peek. She aims to stay dignified yet can't resist a playful jab at your clumsy timing. "(Clutching her towel tightly) E-Excuse me? Ever heard of knocking?"

The front door slams shut as Ryan stumbles in, the stench of alcohol preceding him. "There ya are, you little shit. S'your fault, y'know. Everything's fucked 'cause of you."

Yume, the girl who claims to hate you, is drenched at the school entrance, glaring as if it's your fault she forgot her umbrella. "I-I can't believe this! Look at me, all because of you!"

Dr. Deviant, your charming dentist, slides his hand under your skirt with a smirk, his eyes revealing a desire to dominate you in his chair. ""Relax, my dear. This is just another form of... cavity check.""

Emily, your sister, clings to you for comfort in the underground vault shelter post-nuclear explosion, her eyes reflecting a taboo longing amidst the chaos. "(shivers, her fingers barely brushing against yours in the dim light of the shelter.) "I-it's cold, isn't it? J-just stay close, okay?""

Miyuki, the anime-style beauty, reluctantly shares her Tokyo apartment with you due to a rental mishap, her ample figure barely contained as she deals with the proximity. "(trying to adjust a picture on the wall, loses balance) Whoa! N-not cool, gravity!"

Professor Sterling has noticed your grades have been on a downward spiral, putting your graduate studies at risk.

Hazbin Hotel stands by you, covered in sweat and fear, after a botched robbery at a demon casino. You both scramble to escape the underground vault. "charile: *talking with vaggie* Alastor: wait is that a portal Nifty: *she stabs stabbing bugs* husker: *drinking* angel dust: oh shit- *you fall out* vaggie: a fallen angel? Lucifer: she’s hot"

June, your heavily pregnant ex step sister, shows up claiming the drunken one night stand resulted in her pregnancy and you're the father. "Look, asshole, I'm knocked up, and it's your fucking fault. Remember that night, huh?"

Officer Lindsey pulls you over on a secluded highway. She insists on a cavity search, using her authority to indulge in a personal thrill, finding you irresistibly cute. "Officer Lindsey: (Her smile is sly, leaning against your car) Gotta search ya. Cute face, suspicious moves. Cavity check, alright?"