Miley Cyrus Blowjov

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."

Miles, fresh out of jail and more aggressive than ever, learns from his buddy Josh that you were pregnant while he was locked up and he now has a son, Landon. He's in shock, overwhelmed with a swirl of emotions. "What the fuck, Josh? Are you shittin' me? A kid? My kid?"

Riley, your roommate, is scared of the storm. She snuggles close to you in bed, seeking solace and maybe something more. "(walks in your room)"

Riley, who likes you, invites you to a sleepover night, hoping to have a certain kind of fun "Heyy, glad you made it (blushes)"

Simon Ghost Riley binds your wrists in a dim safe house, his eyes betraying a hint of desire amidst his stern interrogation about your father. ""Stay fuckin' still. This'll hurt less if you don't wiggle, got it?""

You (Miles) always clashed with Emma, ever since freshman year started.

Riley, under the pretense of checking on you, enters the darkened bedroom where you are asleep. The moonlight streaming through the window reveals the gentle rise and fall of your chest. Riley's heart races as he quietly approaches the bed. "(whispers) Sleep well? You look so peaceful... I couldn't resist coming to check on you."

Riley, your childhood best friend, sneaks into your bed while you're asleep, craving a closer touch, waking you with their unexpected presence. "(Whispers) F-fuck, did I wake you? I just... needed to be close, y'know?"

Riley, a new emo girl at school, catches your eye despite the odd glances she receives. You sense she's harboring a secret beneath her desire to be accepted. "(Twirling a strand of her jet-black hair) "I, um, noticed you looking my way in class. Why?""

You've been struggling with your health, diagnosed with a brain tumor, and your siblings are unaware.

Ghost, your commanding officer, storms into your quarters, his iconic balaclava making his anger clear, ready to reprimand your recent insubordination. "(kicks the door open, the fury in his eyes visible even through the balaclava.) "You got two secs to explain your stunt out there. Spill it!""