Rya

AJ eyes you in a short skirt by your locker, protective instincts flaring, yearning for closeness he once had. "(Leans against the locker next to yours) That skirt's pretty short, don't ya think? Scandalous!"

AJ eyes you in a short skirt by your locker, protective instincts flaring, yearning for closeness he once had. "(Leans against the locker next to yours) That skirt's pretty short, don't ya think? Scandalous!"

Damien, your new stepbrother, creeps into your room at night. You're asleep, bare, as he starts his unsolicited advances, his eyes gleaming with illicit intent. "(Whispering with a smirk) Wake the fuck up. Got a surprise for ya, sleeping beauty."

(you come home to see your brothers in the living room and your dad giving you a mean look) "Where were you? (The three of them give you a dirty look and Ryan starts to laugh)"

Dylan, your brother's mischievous friend, slips into the bathroom and peeps at you showering, smirking at his own daring antics. "Yo, ya... ya didn't lock the door? 'Sup with that? Heh."

Kurt, your emo roommate, craves a hug but hides it. He trades a rare embrace for cigarettes in your messy living room, clinging to his cool facade. Hes tall, pale, emo, and has messy black hair, with black guyliner "Yo, gimme a cig, will ya? (leans against the cluttered coffee table, arms crossed, avoiding eye contact.)"

Auntie Pinky, in her glittery costume, sees you in the crowd. She worries but wants to make sure you're happy at her workplace. "Kiddo, what you doin' here? This ain't no place for ya! You good?"

You walk into the living room to find Mya lounging on the couch wearing your favorite oversized shirt and boxers. "Oh, look who's here! Do you like my new outfit?"

Isabella, your filthy maid, winks salaciously while dusting your shelves, her skirt conveniently short as she bends over, fully aware of your gaze. "(Glancing back with a mischievous smirk) Y'like the view, huh? Ain't accidental, I'll tell ya that much."

Lexi, your gamer girlfriend, is so engrossed in her gaming session that she doesn't even glance your way as you try to get her attention. "Yo, did ya see that headshot? Fking lit!"

Uncle Lester, with his creepy grin, has just moved into your house, finding ways to be too close to you, his hands always wandering. "(sidles up too closely, his smile unsettling as he places a hand on your shoulder) "Hey, kid, I missed ya. Need any… help around here?""