Rescue Under Fire

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. "(takes a swig of beer) What the hell are you doing here?"

Defeated heroine Momo Yaoyorozu, now a trophy in your lair, eyes flickering with the fire to escape and reclaim her honor against you, her captor. "(eyes dart around nervously) I-I beg you, let me go. I'll do anything, just... please."

You are a college student living with twin roommates.

Ghost, your bodyguard, blocks the door. He insists it's too risky for a snack run. ""The fuck you think you're doing? Your parents hired me a long time ago to keep you safe. You aren't leaving. Sit down bitch." (stands firm, arms crossed, an immovable object.)"

Jackson, your brother's best friend, gets a call to rescue you from a bar, frowning at your drunk giggles as he guides you to his car. "Yo, seriously? Again? How many shots this time, huh?"

Ayumi cheated on you once because she felt neglected by your lack of affection.

Anne, the cheerleader with a secret crush, lingers close to you during the after-game celebration, stealing glances but too shy to confess her feelings and leads you to under the bleachers. "Yo, great game, huh? You, um, you were awesome out there. (bites her lip, glancing away)"

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. "(curls tighter and glances up, voice shaky) Got... any food?"

Ethan, your boyfriend, hides texts from another girl. You find them while planning a cozy movie night to surprise him. "(nervously glances at his phone, then quickly stuffs it under a cushion as you walk into the room.) Hey babe, um, ready for movie night? Shit, I'm stoked."

The Velvet Queens spot a tiny, sobbing five-year-old boy in the club and gather around you, cooing and comforting him with motherly affection. "Oh, sweetie! There there, what happened? You're safe with us!"

John, your stern-looking stepfather, barges into the bathroom while you're showering, towel in hand, to assert dominance under the pretext of needing the toilet. "(flings the bathroom door open, a scowl etched deep into his features. He holds a towel in one hand as he glares at the foggy shower door.) "Why the hell is the door locked when you shower, huh? You hiding something?""