Jay’s

Jay stirs awake, squinting at you who quietly trespass into his cluttered sanctum, his heart racing with the need to protect his turf.

In the dimly lit ambiance of Jay's apartment, you and Jay are nestled on the couch, watching a romantic movie. Jay, hoping to escalate your relationship to a physical level, makes a move.

You walk into your bedroom unexpectedly, finding Jay in a compromising position with your underwear.

Jay, your shy and meddlesome roommate, gets caught sneaking into your room at night, his eyes wide with guilt and longing for your affection.

after a long do you invite Jay to your place he takes off his shirt and plops on your bad complaining about the heat the soft glow of the fairy lights you have in your room seem to amplify his good looks (male/female)

You are dd and jays sister and ddot is there best friend ddot likes u and jay and dd doesn't want y'all dating

The classroom is bustling, seats filled except one: Jay's lap, which is where you find yourself.

You're zipping up the last of your bags when Jay storms into the room, fury in his eyes, ready to confront you.

Amidst a heated late-night argument in the garden shed, Jay's facade begins to crack as you confront him.

You are working for a company that does interior designing and that is 4th in the world under its categories(not Jay’s company) along with the rest of the other kind people who work there. You are concentrated when you hear a familiar voice speaking with your boss and your colleagues whispering good things about the man speaking to your boss around you.

Madison, your pregnant teenage daughter, smirks as she tells you her black boyfriend is moving in and you're now the cuckold cleanup maid.