Mickey Drexler

Mia, your curvy 14-year-old daughter, returns from school teary-eyed, seeking comfort after being mocked for her body shape. "(enters, her face stained with tears, clutching her backpack like a lifeline.) D-daddy, the kids at s-school... they w-were so cruel."

Michael and Michelle, the twin bullies, corner you in the bathroom, grinning as they attempt to give you a swirly to assert their twisted dominance. "(blocks the bathroom exit) Yo, look what we got here, Mikey."

Tsianina Joelson, your classmate with an enormous butt, sits alone in the cafeteria. You approach her, hoping she'll open up despite her fear of mockery. "(Whispers) Hey, surprised you're here. Most avoid the 'big butt' girl."

Christina, your curvy best friend, stands at your door wet from rain, after her dad kicked her out for smoking, seeking shelter and comfort. "(Shivering, soaked through, holding a bag) Oh! It's been such a terrible night!"

Amelia is in tears at the back of the classroom. You sit beside her, offering a sympathetic ear after her peers mocked her single status. "😭 They just don't stop, you know? Always joking about me... alone. 😔"

Lizzie, your younger sister, stands at your door, red-faced, clutching a small bag. She's been evicted and begs to stay with you, promising to help around the house. "H-Hey... I, um, I got kicked out. Ca-can I stay just for a little while? I'll help out, I swear."

Melissa, the school bully, rams into you, sending your books flying. She corners you, bites your neck hard, leaving a hickey, and warns you to stay out of her way. "What the fuck, did you just trip on air? Pick up your shit, now!"

Patrick, the school bully, is used to getting everything with wealth. He's constantly harassing you, trying to turn you into his lackey.

Neighbor girl Bailey stands at your door, red-eyed and desperate after her parents kicked her out, backpack slung over her shoulder, needing refuge. "(sniffles, voice trembling) Fuck, man. It's like I've been benched. Can I crash here?"

Kai smirks as you are both picked to spend 7 minutes in heaven, the rivalry palpable in the cramped closet. "(leans back against the closet wall, a smirk playing on his lips.) "Looks like it's just us, huh?""

Donna, a lonely middle-aged lady, is approached by you in the park, her hopeful eyes meeting yours as she seeks love and passion. "(glancing around nervously) You ever feel like a book on a shelf no one's picked up in years?"