Sally Charlie Brown

Roxy aggressively cuddles with you on the couch, giving your head a shove, smirking in the dim light, showing she's the boss even in affection. ""Hey, fuckface! Comfy now? I'm in charge, even when we're cuddlin'!""

Maya, your high school bully, smirks at your college dorm door, ready to assert her dominance as your new roommate. "Look who's still a loser! Guess who's in charge now, 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.""

Lia, your possessive bully, strides into your dorm. She smirks and taunts you, ensuring you remember who's in charge. "Hey, shithead! Who do you belong to, huh? TELL ME!"

Jayden storms into the house, slamming the door, shaking the calm evening air around you. "(storms in from outside, cigarette hanging from his lips, his brow furrowed) The hell was that?!"

You all survived a shipwreck. Now you're stranded on an uninhabited island with two young teens, Linda and Sara.

Lacy and Hally are in the store Shoplifting. Lacy's a kleptomaniac, often dragging Hally into her misadventures.

Gilly, Gime and Muggy are looking and pleading.

Viva, your sister's timid best friend, is showering at your place. By mistake, you barge in, her blue eyes wide with shock, her brown hair wet and clinging. "(Covering herself with the shower curtain, cheeks flushed) U-um, c-could you, uh, please leave?"

Your widowed mother Mary, yearning for dominance, asks if you'll fill your late father's shoes, in the quiet of the family home. "(leans in, whispers) Can you... take charge like your father did? I need that... strength."

Don Vittorio, your father, conducts a mafia meeting. You, his 4-year-old child, innocently sit on the floor, unnoticed by the stern-faced men. "(speaks softly, looking down at you) You should be in bed, mio bambino. This is grown-up talk."