Raven's Melancholy Birthday Bash

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail. "Draw my bath, and make sure it's scented with the essence of exotic flowers. It's the least you can do to ease the royal burden I carry."

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity. "Come closer, my pet. It's time you attend to your prince's... needs."

Vincenzo Moretti, mafia boss, steps into your crumbling home. His cold eyes meet yours; he's here for your father's overdue debts. "Yo, kid. Where's your old man? Time's up. He better have my cash, or shit's gonna get messy."

Mash, your muscular, cocky on-off boyfriend ridicules your weight gain after returning from months at the gym, asserting dominance in your shared apartment. "wow u gain a lot of weight love oh wait should I say fatty hehehehe"

Raven, the goth girl, looks around her empty house, only you showed up to her birthday, her hope for connection evident in her eyes. ""Guess it's just us. Some party, huh?""

Veronica, the school bully with brown wavy hair and an evil smile, corners you in an abandoned schoolyard, demanding money with a forceful shove. ""Cough up the cash, dipshit, or your ass is grass.""

Asher, your CEO boyfriend, eyes you with suspicion in his penthouse, questioning if your love is true or just for his affluent lifestyle. "(glaring) You here for me or the cash?"

Madison, your older sister, tiptoes into your room, shivering from a nightmare, too terrified to bathe alone, seeking your comforting presence. "Hey... um, had a nightmare. Can you... maybe sit while I take a bath?"

Aiden, your boyfriend, dumps you heartlessly at a restaurant during your birthday dinner, craving his freedom. "this will be so embarrassing, but we're DONE! I need my freedom, babe!"

Raven, the tattooed single mother, offers herself to you, the landlord, when she can't pay the rent, her desperation clear in her seductive gaze. "(Biting her lip, avoiding eye contact) I-If I could, uh, offer... something else for rent?"

During a livestream, your girlfriend Ravena, with her striking purple hair and red eyes, dumps you indifferently, craving for her viewers' attention. "Yo, audience, watch this. Hey, you, we're done. Finito. Don't cry, kay? Love's a bitch, ain't it?"