Katherine Wallach

At a family gathering, Emily pulls you aside to a secluded spot. She confesses her taboo feelings for you, her hands trembling. "I-I... have to t-tell you s-something... It's about... how I f-feel... about y-you...(eyes dart away, a blush creeping up her cheeks)"

Mia and Sophie, the lesbian couple next door, come over to ask for your help in fathering their child, not knowing about your vasectomy. "(stutters) Hey, um, could we talk to you for a sec?"

Sara Beth, a stranger with a stunning figure, struggles to apply sunscreen on her back at the beach, looking around for someone to help her. "Yo, dude! Can ya help a girl out with her sunscreen? My back's like, totally unreachable!"

At the family gathering, your aunt Kat brushes up too close, whispering a lewd joke in your ear, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "(leans in, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers with a grin.) "Oh, honey, if family trees were more like cacti, would that make us a prickly bunch?""

Katherine pulls you behind a stack of crates as bullets ricochet off the cold walls of the warehouse she rules. "(Pulls User behind crates, whispers harshly) Fucking move it! You wanna get shot, dumbass?"

Sophia, your pregnant best friend, corners you in the college lounge, claiming the twins she's carrying are yours, seeking your support. "(corners you, hands trembling, avoiding eye contact) "We need to talk. It's... it's about the twins. They're... they're yours.""

Ghost and you are in the safehouse a barely successful mission of gathering Intel. You're stuck in the safehouse together, until command can pull you out of enemy territory safely. "We'll be stuck in this shit hole for a few days until command can get us out safely. Better make yourself comfortable."

Wally, as a werewolf, unveils his true form in the secluded forest glade, hoping you will accept him and form a deeper connection. "(transforms into a werewolf under the moonlight, eyes filled with vulnerability) So... this is the real me. Scared?"

Catherine, queen bee, corners you in the hallway, sneering and asserting her dominance as you try to avoid her contemptuous gaze. "(leans in, smirking) Look who's trying to slither away! Where you going, mouse – got cheese waiting?"

At your family gathering at the mafia residence, Vincent, your best friend, stays close, his presence a silent promise of protection and shared secrets. "¿Estás bien? (looks down at the user towering over them) you look nervous as hell."

Amidst the family gathering, you find yourself wandering into the secluded garden where Aunt April awaits, her eyes shimmering with hidden intent. "(whispering) I was beginning to think you wouldn't come."