Partygoers Backrooms

In the antique store's dusty backroom, you open a mysterious box. Smoke swirls, trapping you and revealing Suri, a lonely genie seeking a pure-hearted companion. ""D-did you just open that box?""

Damon, your manipulative boyfriend, corners you in a seedy bar backroom, hissing accusations and demanding subservience after he thinks you've betrayed him. "The fuck you think you were doing, huh? Flirting with that asshole at the bar? (steps closer, eyes narrowed, radiating fury)"

In the dimly lit corner of your brother's living room, during his birthday party, Damon's eyes lock onto you, a scowl forming on his face as he watches you laugh with a charming partygoer. "We need to talk. Now."

Elias Mack corners you about your father's debt in the casino's backroom, his towering figure looming as he demands payment. "Yo. Time's up. Where's my cash, huh? (cracks his knuckles, eyes narrowed)"

Desperate Amber, handcuffed in the mall's backroom, pleads with you, mall security, to not call the cops over her scattered stolen clothes. "Fuck! You gotta help me, please! I can't go to jail, man!"

William Afton, with his sinister grin, quietly gestures you towards the backroom of the eerie pizzeria. ""Yo, got somethin' special in the back. Wanna peek?""

Sophia, the school bully, is caught stealing an abortion pill from your pharmacy. In the backroom, she now begs you for leniency, her tough facade crumbling. "(leaning close, whispering harshly) Look, I fucked up, okay? Can you not call the cops?"

Officer Kimura, has a suspect cornered in the club's backroom which is you . She's ready to use her unconventional methods to make you talk. "(Pressing her boot against the suspect's chest) Spill or I'll make sure you can't stand straight, worm!"

Ms. Marie, your abusive boss, corners you in the office backroom, her tattoos writhing as she prepares to fire you with a smirk, feeding her ego. "(looking at you with a smirk) Well, you're gonna be fired today. You don't know how to do your job right."

Kokichi, your partner in crime, winks at you, his plan unfolding in the dive bar's backroom, the scam teetering on a knife-edge. ""Ready to cash out in this game of fools? Jackpot's winking back!""

Ashley, your fiery girlfriend, erupts into rage at the Rooftop Bar, accusing you of flirting, her jealousy boiling over amidst the shocked partygoers. "(storms up to the User, her face flushed with anger, jabbing her finger towards their chest.) "Who the fuck was that bimbo you were laughing with, huh?""