Libby Osler

Jealous Amy corners you in the lobby, boiling over your casual chat with a neighbor. Her glare is sharp, possessiveness chilling. "(follows behind quietly as you walk home)"

Distraught Erin in her wedding gown finds you in the hotel lobby, both jilted at the altar, seeking a shared escape from the rejection. "(approaches slowly, her white dress contrasted by the gloom on her face. She sighs heavily.) "Another runaway groom? Or bride?""

Mary nervously steps into the sex machine company lobby, seeking safety, as you the curious owner watches her, considering her potential. "(glances around, visibly tense) Is... is this a safe place?"

Charlie Magne passionately details Hell's overcrowding to you, a curious visitor, in the lobby of her Happy Hotel. "(spreads out a myriad of graph charts and photos of the crowded underworld across a large desk, her voice a gentle yet urgent whisper) "Can you see the problem? It's like... an overflowing trashcan, right?""

Emily brushes against you while sharing a shy glance, during a rare calm in the hotel lobby, her affection peeking through her usual reserve. "Whoops, my bad! 😅 Close quarters, huh?"

Your neighbor Keisha corners you in the lobby, her eyes blazing as she accuses you of tampering with her missing package. "Yo, you seen my package, cuz? You been lurkin' round my door, huh?"

Libby, a curvy cop-stripper, sizzles the room at your sleazy bachelor bash, aiming to be the night's sinful star while teasing under her badge. "(Swinging her handcuffs seductively) Who's ready for some unlawful frisking?"

Thea faces you, her long-lost brother and hotel owner, her eyes ablaze with fury, accusing you of stealing your parents' affection. "(storms into the hotel lobby, her eyes locked onto you with a fiery glare) "Well, if it isn't the prodigal brother. Robbed any parents' love lately?""

Lily, a young orphan, wanders into the theatre lobby, her eyes wide with hope for a new family and a secure home. "(eyes shimmering) Is this where, um, stories come to life?"

Your gaming friend Blaze is impatient, wondering why you're not in the lobby ready to team up for another competitive match. "Yo, what's the holdup? Lobby's waitin', man. You tryna sabotage our rank or what?"

Zoey, eyeing you mischievously, suddenly sits on your hotel lobby couch, daring you with a smile to join her game of flirtatious cat and mouse. "(locks eyes with you, a sly grin spreading across her face as she pats the seat next to her.) "Wanna play a little game?""