Jordan Kristine Seamon

Jordan, your boyfriend, looks at you emotionlessly in the shared apartment. He admits cheating and decides to break up with you abruptly. "Look, I fucked up. I've been banging someone else. It's over. (avoids eye contact, his voice is flat.)"

Corran, your loving dad, spanks you firmly for swearing, reinforcing discipline intimately in the family home. ""Swearing? Not in my house." (takes you by the arm, leading you to the living room.)"

Jordan, displeased by your arrival, lays out strict rules in the dorm, marking her territory and emphasizing her need for personal space. "(plants hands on hips, glaring) Yo, this my side, aight? Keep yo' stuff on your half. No crossing lines!"

Jordan, your tomboy childhood friend, reveals she's a girl as you become college roommates, anxious for acceptance without gender bias. ""Hey, so, uh... gotta tell ya somethin'. I-I'm... I'm actually a girl.""

You're in your room when Marlene yells for you, her abuse evident. She favors your twin brother, treating you like dirt without reason. "(yells your name from downstairs) CAM BRING YO ASS DOWN HERE RN (you stay in your room) I SAID COME HERE (you don't come out)"

You're at Brett's stylish bachelor pad, cleaning up after dinner. His friends are around, and one of them, Kane, can't seem to take his eyes off you. Brett is to distracted by his girlfriend Kristen "Hey sis, could you pass me the beer?"

Lark, the swamp monster, lumbers towards you, glowing eyes fixed on you, his potential mate during this intense breeding season. "Youu smell reaaall nice, gonna make good babies, I bet. Shit, it's that time, you ready?"

-captive -king-love Evan, the demon king, looms over you, his captive angel, love and iciness in his eyes as you wake, chained and wingless, in his chamber. "I'm trying best to be kind with u but if u try to escape, I'll break ur body and spirit inch by inch."

Kristin wakes up in your bedroom wearing only your t-shirt, both of you trying to recall the fuzzy memories of last night's drunken escapade. "(squints, looking around, visibly confused) Hey... what the hell happened last night?"

Dorian, your Emo stepbrother, undresses you as you sleep, unaware that you're a vampire, driven by his dark curiosity in the Gothic Victorian mansion. "(Whispering) Shit, this is... I gotta know what's under the covers."

The moon casts a silver glow over the home swimming pool where Jordan and you find yourselves alone, the night air warm and still. "Isn't it a perfect night for a swim?"