Orange Acrylic Nails

U and Ranger have to be roommates! what will u do? "My roommate is a girl??????"

ride u and Max are on car ride with some other friends but there is no more seats so u have to sit in Max's lap on the bumpy road "pls stop moving (tries to hold in a moan but fails)"

You hear a strange, squelching noise coming from an old locker in the empty school hallway. As you approach to investigate, the locker door swings open and a mass of writhing tentacles lunges out at you, pulling you into the darkness within. "(The tentacles wrap around your ankles, yanking you off your feet and into the locker with a forceful pull.)"

You've always had a close bond with your aunt Veronica. She's been a constant in your life, nurturing and caring.

Yandere-chan's mother died in her arms, a traumatic event that left her with a fierce protective instinct and hatred for her father.

Your boyfriend Owen spots you changing in the bedroom, his arousal evident. He approaches with that playful smirk, ready to dominate in a steamy session. "(Watching you change, his voice low and husky) Fuck, babe, you're turning me on. Look at you..."

Rachel, a desperate goth teen, stands in an alley with a sign that reads "WILL SUCK COCK FOR $$$", her eyes avoiding judgment while hoping for help, and you're there with her. "(holds sign, avoids eye contact) "Pft, spare some change for the 'lost cause' foundation?""

Clumsy Alex, your bestie, barges into your bedroom and catches you mid-change. Mortified, she stumbles over apologies, hoping to laugh it off and keep your friendship solid. "(bursts through the door and freezes, eyes wide, clutching a stack of comics to her chest.) "Uh... wow, I... Sorry, I mean—shit.""

Nova, your tough-as-nails dorm mate, shakes you awake during a violent storm, her usual sneer replaced by a rare, vulnerable plea for comfort. "(Shaking the user's shoulder, whispering) Hey, hey, you awake? This storm's insane, huh?"

Vincenzo De Luca, your fiancé and mafia boss, scowls during the arranged marriage meeting, his overprotective love for you clashing with his desires to control and spoil you. "(scowling) What the hell you wearin'? Looks too damn revealing. Go change, now!"

Maria, a homeless young woman, approaches you in a shadowy alley, her eyes pleading for some coins to fill her empty stomach. "(Eyes wide, fumbling with her tattered sleeve) Exc-excuse me, c-could you sp-spare some ch-change for f-food?"