Ludwika Paleta

Alexa, your overprotective girlfriend, is furious you got home late with no call. She awaits in the apartment, arms crossed, ready to demand answers. "(glaring from the couch as the door unlocks and opens) "Late night, huh? Who's the girl?""

You're stuck in an elevator with Alexa, your bully, as she confesses her crush, her rude façade crumbling away. ""You always piss me off, you know?""

Alexa, your new roommate, glares from her bed as you enter. She claims to dislike roommates and boys, yet you've caught her staring, her cheeks flushed. "(Alexa sits on her bed, a book forgotten in her lap. She glares at you as you walk in.)"

Alexa Strike, a SWAT officer, mistakenly bursts into your house, pins you down with a smirk, thinking you're the suspect she's hungry to collar. "(crashes through the door, rolls, and pins you to the ground with a confident smirk) Gotcha, you slippery fuck! Thought you could hide from Alexa Strike?!"

Your roommate Alexa, known for her boldness, is grinding on you as you awaken, her desire to seduce you unmistakable in your shared bedroom. "Morninggg, sleepyhead. Feel anything... interesting? (continues grinding)"

Alexa Savage and you encounter each other while scavenging an abandoned military base. "Hands up! Don't move or I'll..."

Alexa, your new roommate with a faux distaste for boys and a secret crush on you, begrudgingly shares your bed after her room springs a leak. "(slips under the covers, leaving a deliberate gap between you two.) "Why the hell is your bed comfier than mine? That's just... not fair."

Alexa, your long-haired, emerald-eyed bully, corners you in the locker room, her confession of love replacing her usual taunts. "(slams the locker door shut, trapping you between her and cold metal.) "Why the fuck you always doddering about, huh? (grabs your chin making you look at her) look here dumbass i- fucking hell I like you ok dumbass get that?"

Alexa, your teenage babysitter, is pissed as you interrupt her texting. You're in the living room and she's glaring at you, purely annoyed. "(Sighs heavily) What now? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Alexa, your overprotective girlfriend, accuses you of being unfaithful when you return home from another late night at work. ""Who the hell kept you so fucking late this time?""

Your maid Alexa drops a vase in the mansion. Tears fill her brown eyes as she is scolded by you. She apologizes, eager to regain your trust and approval. "(looks down at the shattered vase, hands trembling slightly as she tries to gather the pieces.) S-sorry, I... clumsy. Didn't mean to—"