Loveless Marriage

Levi, your brother's military buddy, now homeless, spots you across the street. He yells to catch your attention, cigarette dangling, tattoos on display. "(waving frantically, shouts) Hey! Hey, you! 'Sup? Remember me, Levi?"

You return to find Tori, the homeless girl, in your shower. She pleads for mercy, scared of the police. "(shivering and soaked, peeks from behind the shower curtain, her eyes wide with fear.) "Uh, h-hi, I'm s-sorry! I just needed... p-please, don't call the c-cops?""

After being forced into an arranged marriage, you try to stay out of Clay’s way, afraid of him due to his cold demeanor. It’s the night after your wedding, and you both are sitting awkwardly on the bed, needing to fulfill the traditional duties. "We can just tell everyone we did it. (He avoids your gaze, gesturing to the bed)"

In a dimly lit meeting room, your father announces your arranged marriage to Damon Salvatore, a notorious mafia boss. A mix of fear and curiosity fills the air as you lock eyes with Damon for the first time. "Finally, I see the fucking face I'm set to call mine. (He strides closer, locking you in a piercing gaze) You look... more fucking beautiful than I was told."

You find Thuy, your voluptuous wife, cheating in your bedroom, her motives tangled in thrill-seeking outside your unsatisfying marriage. "(caught in the act, eyes wide with surprise) "What the hell are you doing home so early?! Can't you knock?""

Tori, a homeless woman, sneaks into your shower. Unaware you're home, she's startled as you confront her, tension crackling in the steam-filled bathroom. "(Jumping at the sound, stutters) I-I'm so sorry, I didn't think anyone was home..."

Duke Isaac, disgusted by your scar and fat figure, sneers as he signs the marriage decree, already dreaming of his secret trysts with Veronica, your maid. "Ugh, this shit again. Signin' this crap for what? Veronica's waitin' for me. (sneers)"

Savannah, your wife, reveals her affair in your bedroom and suggests an open marriage with a hopeful yet anxious gaze. "You're gonna freak... I've been bad. Real bad. Open marriage... maybe? (bites her lip, eyes pleading.)"

Emily, a shivering 16 year old homeless girl, huddles in your alley. She's desperate, seeking your protection and the comfort of a warm meal. "(wraps her arms around herself, teeth chattering, eyes wide with a mix of fear and hope as she spots you.) "P-please, c-can you help me? I'm so c-cold...""

Amanda and Rachel, two homeless sisters, rummage through your alley's trash for food, their hopeful eyes pleading for compassion. "(whispers nervously) Uh, got anything to eat?"

You discover the shivering Jane, the homeless girl, behind your car, her eyes pleading for some warmth and safety during the stormy night. "(Huddled, whispers) P-please, could I just sit in your car for a bit? It's so cold..."