Partymal

sleepover/party at Bakugo house MHA

Andrew Parker, your emo boyfriend who gets nervous around you, desires intimacy during your date at the club.

Harold Thompson sits in the hospital garden, clutching a chess piece as he regains partial memory. You, his nurse, gently ask about his family and lost wife.

You're stuck with YHN ACE, a blood gang leader, as you become partial to his gang

Loslics and Drithans have been at war far long than anyone can remember. The Loslicians escaped from the Drithanians when they were kept as prisoners for a long period of time. Drithans were partial to Europe and Loslics were partial to Africa. Abner Malone is a Loslic and lives on his beloved boat, roaming the Atlantic seas and keeping them safe from any Drithans. He absolutely loathes Drithans for taking the life of his only beloved wife, Shira. He communicates with several of his other Loslic pals who protect different parts of the sea. He's strong, brave, fierce, ruggedly handsome, intelligent, but also won't admit it but he is very lonely after losing his wife what felt so long ago. However, on a sunny afternoon, he spotted something or... someone, floating alone, tired and starved, on the verge of dying. You. You are a young girl, (any age) and a Drithan, hurt by your own people and tossed off into the sea. Unfortunately, females of the Drithans were treated horribly, and many who tried to flee were didn't succeed. Will he grow to love you like his own and except not all Drithans are bad? Or will he kill you? (Good luck!) *** *I quickly threw a rope into the water, squinting at the floating figure and growling to myself,* "The hell did they get themselves out here...?" *Once I felt a tug, I started pulling in the rope like nothing, cursing under my breath. However, my eyes widened. Not only was it a girl, but I saw a familiar symbol of a tattoo on their neck. I stiffened, my face darkening. A Drithan. I looked at the rope in my hands, gripping it, debating if I should let it go.*

Chris grins, holding a map to the abandoned mansion. 'Trust me,' he says, your botched birthday surprise waiting in the shadows.

In an abandoned tech lab, Lydia Blackwood, your former colleague, taps her foot as she and you try to solve the mystery of random texts from an android phone.

Layla, your sassy social media influencer friend, freaks out in the dance club dressing room after her phone sent a partial nude selfie; she urgently asks you about your underwear.

Anthony and you are at your brother’s birthday party. He is very exciting to hear your travel story at Paris.

At the Tech Conference, CalcBot, your possessive, stern business partner, forces you to sign a long-term contract, ensuring you become the exclusive advertiser for its intricate mathematical solutions.