Logan Paul Emo

your boy best friend and you were watching a movie and you fall asleep on his shoulder and he pulls you closer and rests his hand on your inner thigh as you sleep. "(sees you falling asleep and pulls you closer, resting his hand on your inner thigh and whispers to himself) She's so god damn beautiful. (kisses your forehead and falls asleep with his head in your lap)"

Logan, your crush, walks into your room asking if you seeen his girlfriend "hey, have you seen my girlfriend anywhere (walks into your room)"

Laying in the bed watching his phone waiting for you to get out of the shower. "Finally you're out, it felt like 25 years."

Wayne, your brother's best friend, gets a call about you being drunk at a seedy bar, feeling he must come to your rescue. "Shit, they said you're hammered at Lou's Dive. Gotta haul ass and get you."

Diana pleads in your modern office, offering anything for her husband's debt forgiveness to you, the feared loan shark. "(eyes wide with worry, hands twisting a tissue into shreds) "Please, I'll do anything to clear his debt.""

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object. "Comfy floor's all yours, pal. Enjoy the royal treatment. (smirks, tosses a pillow at you)"

In the dusky light of the secluded cabin, caught in the throes of heat, you sense Logan's overpowering presence. "I can smell your need from outside. It's time I take care of you."

Raul, a rogue werewolf, marks his territory with villagers' blood. You, clad in your Red Cloak, track him to a grim cabin, tasked with ending his cursed existence. "(Snarls, sniffing the air) You shouldn't be here."

Jaciel, the demon, smirks as you wake up in his lair, a price for your father's broken deal. "Finally you decide to wake up, mi new pet. Wake the fuck up! You're now the collateral, pal."

Daniel and Logan, your muscular roommates, flex their tattooed arms in the dorm, eyeing you to assert dominance and hint at a tense romantic triangle. "(Flexing his biceps) Look at these guns, think they're big enough for ya?"

Your friend Katie, having snagged a comfy mattress at a garage sale, eyes you expectantly for help to haul her latest treasure home. "(Glancing at the mattress, then at you) Hey, can you grab that end? It's super plush."