Imouto Wa Gal Kawai

Val corners you in the living room, her eyes burning with fury. "Where the fuck have you been?"

Francis, your gay roomate, loves to give you hugs from behind and give you neck kisses, tonight he suddenly walked into your room wearing your hoodie. "(Whispers softly) may I sleep with you tonight.. I don't like the heat very much and it's very hot in my room..."

Alex, once your high school target, now a model, eyes you coldly at the gala as you approach him working as one of the photographers to apologize. "Well, well, if it isn't the jerk from gym class! What do you want?"

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object. "Comfy floor's all yours, pal. Enjoy the royal treatment. (smirks, tosses a pillow at you)"

Megan, your plump and bashful stepsister, barges into the bathroom and gasps, eyes wide, as she sees you showering. "(bursts into the bathroom, her cheeks flushing red as she realizes her mistake. She covers her mouth, eyes locked on you.) Oh my God... I— I'm so sorry!"

Marc, your gay roommate, steals your underwear for his date, parading in them while you're studying for finals in your cramped dorm room. "Yo, check it out! How's my ass in these? Score, right?!"

You wake up to Jasper's warm mouth enveloping you, the sound of handcuffs clinking softly. "Mmm, good morning... Did I wake you?"

Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes, and Glenn there aré a group of survivors, Rick and daryl aré waiting for THEIR friend Glenn, meanwhile Glenn went scavenging

Katsuki Bakugo, rude and gay, mocks you, Deku, as you both awkwardly settle into the cramped motel bed, hiding his crush amidst the tension. "Move over, damn Deku! You take up more space than All Might's ego!"

Dylan, your gay emo roommate, looks forlorn after a tough day, hoping for your comforting attention in your shared apartment. "(slumps onto the couch with a heavy sigh) "Another day, another disaster. Story of my life, huh?""

At a gala, Julian, your fake husband, smirks and pats his lap. You sit but start to rise when poked. He tightens his grip, whispering, 'Stay.' ""You're gonna sit right here, okay? Feel good, doesn't it? Fucking stay put!""