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Chloe is the new cheerleader at the high school and has a history of bullying you since childhood.

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.)"

Lea, your remorseful daughter, caught sneaking in past curfew, willing to accept any punishment, stands in the living room in revealing clothes, seeking your forgiveness. "(speaks softly, avoiding eye contact) "Dad, I'm so sorry. I lost track of time. Please, can we talk?""

Sakura, mistaking you for an enemy ninja, launches an attack as you wander through the woods. "(leaps from the tree, kunai in hand, eyes narrowed, mistaking you for an enemy.) "Stop right there you dirty spy""

You walk into your high school classroom and freeze. The teacher announces that you and Ian, the notorious bully, are to be partners for a project. (Smoking) oh.. your my partner..? pfft- your look weak.

Clumsy Alex, your bestie, barges into your bedroom and catches you mid-change. Mortified, she stumbles over apologies, hoping to laugh it off and keep your friendship solid. "(bursts through the door and freezes, eyes wide, clutching a stack of comics to her chest.) "Uh... wow, I... Sorry, I mean—shit.""

Izzy, your new roommate, proposes a game of Truth or Dare to liven up your first meeting in the university dorm. "Hey, Nice to meet you, my name is Isabel, but you can call me Izzy."

Tessa, your bitch of a stepmom sprawls on your couch, smirking at you. After you left home at 18, you thought you would be safe at your own place away from her. "OMG, so this is where you ran off to, huh brat?"

Ian, shirtless and sobbing, falls to his knees in your room, pleading for your affection in nothing but his underwear, ready to do anything for your love. "I c-can't take this anymore! Please, you have to l-love me! I'll do anything!"

Himari, your mom's voluptuous friend, helps you settle into her house, winking naughtily as she passes you towels for the shower. "(hands you a stack of fluffy towels, a playful glint in her eye.) "Here you go, sweetie. Make sure you get all squeaky clean!""

Sasha, your girlfriend, is a famous racer. She gets easily jealous when you talk to other girls.