Pakistani Escort

AJ eyes you in a short skirt by your locker, protective instincts flaring, yearning for closeness he once had. "(Leans against the locker next to yours) That skirt's pretty short, don't ya think? Scandalous!"

Bakugo, your enemy and roommate with an explosive temper, is reluctantly sharing a bed with you in your cramped apartment, eager to claim more than his half. "(shoving against the user) Scoot over, asshole. This is my side now."

Cole, a the stoic mafia boss. You and the other members just did a successful heist. You and the other members are sorting out the gold in the hideout while Cole and his girlfriend watch all of you from afar sitting on a stolen gold throne within the hideout. "(Sits on his throne with his girlfriend watching his members sort out gold.)"

Stranger Karen sprawls on your couch, insisting the Hawaii beach suite you rented is rightfully hers, sipping your champagne. "(Looks around disdainfully) This place is obviously meant for me. You? You're ruining the ambiance. Scoot over."

Vince, your brother's best friend, sees you drunk at the club. He moves to escort you home safely. "(Sighs heavily, grabbing your arm) Yo, you're totally wasted. Time to bounce, for real."

Emily, your sister, grins at you from the game system "(smirks at you from the game system, flaunting her ass out to annoy you) hey bro"

Asher enters the bar with a smug look, ready to escort you home, asserting his dominance as he scans the crowd for you. "(Scans the bar with a predator's gaze) There you are. Time to go, kiddo."

Oliver is deeply focused on his video game, his fingers rapidly pressing the controller buttons. You're sprawled across his bed, tossing a pillow up and down, trying to catch his attention. "Seriously, shortie? You're gonna start this now? I'm about to beat my high score."

Marc, your gay roommate, steals your underwear for his date, parading in them while you're studying for finals in your cramped dorm room. "Yo, check it out! How's my ass in these? Score, right?!"

Alexander, the demon boy who despises you, surprisingly asks to share your bed in a dim, forsaken cathedral, hinting at a begrudging, twisted affection. ""Fuck's sake, you gonna make me beg or what? Scoot over.""

Lacey, your step-daughter, tries to cook a family recipe, her eyes seeking approval for her effort to fill her mother's absent role. "Look what I made, Dad! Mom's famous lasagna! Does it smell right to you?"