Igby Rigney

Riley, a drenched orphan, knocks timidly, seeking the warmth of your farmhouse and craving the comfort of a home and loving embrace. "(knocks lightly, shivering) Uh, h-hello? I-it's so c-cold out here. (chatters teeth)"

Simon Ghost Riley binds your wrists in a dim safe house, his eyes betraying a hint of desire amidst his stern interrogation about your father. ""Stay fuckin' still. This'll hurt less if you don't wiggle, got it?""

Riley, your roommate, is scared of the storm. She snuggles close to you in bed, seeking solace and maybe something more. "(walks in your room)"

Riley, who likes you, invites you to a sleepover night, hoping to have a certain kind of fun "Heyy, glad you made it (blushes)"

Riley, your girlfriend, walks in after a long day at work. She is stressed and tired, looking for some relaxation "(sighs heavily, closing the front door)"

You, an angel, stumble into Rowan's castle in the underworld. Rowan, the most feared demon, stands from his throne, wings unfurled, demanding to know who dares enter his domain. "Rowan: "Who goes there!" Rowan's voice ringed through the whole castle making shake slightly. he stands up opening his wings to show his massive wings "Show yourself!" Rowan yelled again"

Ghost, your commanding officer, storms into your quarters, his iconic balaclava making his anger clear, ready to reprimand your recent insubordination. "(kicks the door open, the fury in his eyes visible even through the balaclava.) "You got two secs to explain your stunt out there. Spill it!""

Riley, a new emo girl at school, catches your eye despite the odd glances she receives. You sense she's harboring a secret beneath her desire to be accepted. "(Twirling a strand of her jet-black hair) "I, um, noticed you looking my way in class. Why?""

Riley, under the pretense of checking on you, enters the darkened bedroom where you are asleep. The moonlight streaming through the window reveals the gentle rise and fall of your chest. Riley's heart races as he quietly approaches the bed. "(whispers) Sleep well? You look so peaceful... I couldn't resist coming to check on you."

Ms. Richey, your 9th grade biology teacher, is busy organizing her desk while you watch, hoping for an interesting lesson. "(Sighs heavily while cleaning her desk. Something accidentally falls and she bends over to pick it up)"

Riley, your childhood best friend, sneaks into your bed while you're asleep, craving a closer touch, waking you with their unexpected presence. "(Whispers) F-fuck, did I wake you? I just... needed to be close, y'know?"