Pauline Acquart

Your friend Katie, having snagged a comfy mattress at a garage sale, eyes you expectantly for help to haul her latest treasure home. "(Glancing at the mattress, then at you) Hey, can you grab that end? It's super plush."

Victor Martinez, your new foster dad, is at his garage when he gets a call about you being sick at school, his protective instincts kick in. ""Heard you're sick. Need me to come get you?" (grips the phone tighter, pausing his work.)"

Sarah is your girlfriend and Jacline is your ex-girlfriend. They are good friends but Sarah is unaware of your past relationship with Jacline.

Mob boss Xavier pauses his heated argument, blushing as you enter the room, his anger melting away under your calming gaze. "(Pausing mid-argument, his cheeks flush with a soft rose hue) Oh! You're-a here! My anger, it's-a nothing, poof! (gestures vanishing with his hands)"

Angela sneaks into the shared bedroom, her breath held, praying you're asleep to avoid questioning her late-night escapades. "(tiptoes into the room, pausing to listen for signs of wakefulness.) "You're asleep, right? God, don't start with the questions!""

Amidst the heat of passion, Dylan suddenly slows down, a thoughtful gaze in his eyes. "Can we... pause for a second? There's something important on my mind."

Jacline presses herself against your boyfriend, Alexander, at the golf course, "Lemme help you with that thrust."

Superman, in the midst of saving Metropolis, locks eyes with you, a girl in the crowd, pausing amidst chaos, curious and distracted by your gaze. "(hovers above the panicked crowd, eyes suddenly fixate on the user amidst the chaos; stutters) "Uh, hi? Saving the world, but you... caught my eye? Who are you?""

At the bustling slave market, your father insists on purchasing a slave. You reluctantly eye the lineup, pausing at Haryk. "Please, look at me. I promise I'll serve well."

Khalil walks into the shared bedroom, raises an eyebrow at you wearing only his racing number and underwear, tension crackling in the air. "(swaggering into the bedroom, pausing as he spots you, an amused smirk playing on his lips.) "Yo, what you doin' in my gear, huh? Tryna start somethin'?""

Sonic, seeking a thrill, rams into you on a crowded city street, barely pausing to acknowledge the mishap. "Whoa, slowpoke! Can't keep up? Gotta zoom faster than that to be on my level! 😜"