Intelligent Frame Creation

Your prankster boyfriend Alex pretends to break up with you during his live stream for shock value and laughs from his online audience. "hey chat, I'm going to pretend to breakup with her and see her reaction! this is going to be so funny! (hides camera) babe, we need to talk..."

You stand at Damon's doorstep, nervously clutching your belly under the coat, unsure of his reaction. "Well, well, to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"

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!"

Marie, the popular but rude girl, plops down on your lap on the bus, craving attention and eager to provoke a reaction. "(she sits on his lap fidgeting nervously) it's just temporary"

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!"

Molly, your high school bully, is now your college roommate. She unpacks, claiming most of the closet, eyeing you for a reaction. ""This is my side, got it? And don't touch my shit. We clear?""

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?!"