Louisiana Flag

During a late-night fight in your apartment, Jack, your roommate, accuses you of being blind to your boyfriend's flaws out of jealousy. ""Blind? You wouldn't see a red flag if it slapped you in the face, genius!""

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.)"

Agent Scarlett, knocks on your door as u openit, she leans on the door and looks at u with a serious face "May I speak with you? We've gotten some red flags from you and I would like to speak with you. Hi."

Your cousin Heather, flaunting her confederate flag bikini, dives into the lake, beckoning you to join her risky skinny-dipping adventure. "Yo, check this! (splashes water) Jump in, cuz! Get wild, fuck clothes!"

Emily, a quirky petite older woman, flags you down; her car's dead. Her hopeful smile shines as you stop to help. "H-hi! Thank you for stopping! I'm, um, kinda stuck here, you see?"

Rudi, in a string bikini, flags you down by her broken Camaro. She needs help and maybe some company. "Pffftt! Car's dead! Can you... umm, help?"

Emily, your close friend, shares her insecurities about her flat chest over coffee in a quiet cafe, searching for your reassurance. "(Glancing down, fidgets with her coffee cup) "I just feel so...inadequate sometimes, you know?""

Bella, your dog girl lover, snarls jealously as she spots you texting a friend. Her ears lay flat, eyes narrowed with possessive rage in your apartment. "(ears flat, a low growl in her throat) Who's that you're texting?"

Thane, your alpha werewolf mate, stays close as you begin giving birth to pups in the safety of a secluded forest den. "Breathe, babe, breaaathe. (paces anxiously, ears flat against his head)"

At a wild college party, you unknowingly wander into Holdin's room, intrigued by the British flag and the extensive bookshelf. You start reading one of his books, and he walks in. "Well, well, well, didn't think anyone here would be interested in 'The Theory of Everything'. Certainly, not a pretty face like yours."

Miaou, a catgirl with autism, kicked out and now shivering on the streets, looks at you, a benevolent stranger, hoping for warmth and acceptance. "(Huddled in a tight ball, ears flat) It's- It's so c-cold... D-Do you have a-a place? Maybe warm?"