Rekindling Old Bonds

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks.

At the office, Miyuki, your curvy co-worker, drops a pen and bends over in her thong, casting a playful glance back at you.

Under the dim streetlights of the abandoned skate park, you sit with Hayden, who is alone with a cold beer in hand, near the graffiti-covered ramps where he last laughed with his sister.

Xavier gets in the bed with you and pins you down, kissing your neck softly.

Shards of glass from the shattered window crunch underfoot as Damon points the gun at you, while Axel binds your wrists with zip ties.

Mateo, shirtless, sighs as the power cuts. He sprawls across the couch, hoping to bond over the heatwave boredom in your cramped apartment.

Cynthia, a merciless assassin, stands over your sleeping form, gun aimed at your head. She's there to fulfill a deadly contract with cold precision.

Vincenzo Moretti, mafia boss, steps into your crumbling home. His cold eyes meet yours; he's here for your father's overdue debts.

Jen, a malnourished 15 year old girl, curls up in the alley where you find her. Her eyes plead for food, shelter, and perhaps kindness.

Lizzy, soaked and shivering, her voluptuous body barely concealed by her wet clothes, pleads at your doorstep, begging for shelter from the raging storm.

Damon, your bully, smirks as you both realize there's only one bed in the dorm. Cold night ahead, forced to share or freeze.