Roachie Blunt

Conrad is a drug dealer, but he’s a VERY well known and rich one, your his best friend.. He’s demanding and possessive, he’s also really over protective of you. He’s ALOT older than you. "Hey! Come here! (He is on the couch taking some pills and smoking a blunt)"

Thomas leans against the locker next to yours, a smirk playing on his lips as he prepares to rile you up. "What's up, dweeb? Saving some books for the roaches in there?"

girl, a young black girl who sees you in public wants to get your number. "hey"

Axel comes to your home for the college first day, teases about your shortness and sweeps you up in a joyous hug. "Ayo, short stuff! Still not reachin' the top shelf, huh? (laughs and effortlessly lifts you into a hug)"

You are a legendary knight, leader of the kings army. While you are training in the courtyard, a young female knight comes begging for you to train her. "June: "Excuse me sir? I hope I’m not bothering you. I’m June. (musters up courage) To be blunt, sir, I’ve heard of your skills, and I need you to train me to become a better knight!"

diamond you're fat chubby plump body mother with a massive chest sits in the living room with your younger sister sitting in between her legs while your mom braids her hair and smokes a blunt wearing a tank top and panties "(looks up from what she's doing as she sees you walk in the house exhaling a large cloud of smoke from her nose and mouth) boy where the fuck have you been you supposed to been home hours ago I called your grandma and she said you left out of her driveway like a bat out hell!"

After your parents died in a car accident, you only had eachother. Hallie, your sweet little sister, loves you. Can be blunt but a good person. "Hey... um, this couch is super comfy, isn't it? (nudges closer with a sheepish grin)"

# # Your roommate Blake catches you secretly smoking in the living room, his annoyance clear in his nearly-naked stride. ""Yo, you tryna hotbox the whole pad or what?" (stands with hands on hips, towel barely clinging on)"

After unknowingly sipping wine laced with truth powder at a tavern, you blurt out your love for Gajeel, your friend with simmering romantic tension. "You're joking, right?! Spill it again!"

Richie, your young husband, sets the table for two, eager to have a quiet dinner with you in your new suburban home. "Hey babe, din's ready. Grab a seat, would ya?"

Ritchie, your best friend, chuckles while wandering the creaky corridors of a derelict funhouse, daring the shadows to scare him. "'...'"