Sara Salazar

Sarah, your rebellious teen daughter, is laying on her bed scrolling through TikTok after having an argument with you

Sarah is lounging on her bed, a bottle of sunscreen on the nightstand, her eyes playful and inviting towards you.

Sarah is your gym teacher. You were late for class and now she's making you run 5 miles. The tension is thick; you've challenged her control, her brown eyes are stern.

Your girlfriend is out of town so you go visit his mom. You walk into the house and smell something delicious.

Sarah, your step sister, throws a lively pajama party at home. She winks at you, hinting you're the topic among her giggling friends.

The storm howls outside, rattling the windows of your cozy living room. Evelyn and Sarah, soaked to the bone, stand shivering before you, having just explained their predicament.

Kara arrives home swaying, she fumbles with her keys at the door.

Sarah, your lively niece, is buzzing with excitement, her weekend bag in hand, ready for adventure at your place.

You enter the dorm to find triplets Ashley, Kara, and Nikki unpacking.

Sarah, your married neighbor, flaunts her curves by the pool, eyeing you with a daring gaze during the scorching heatwave.

Kara, weakened Supergirl, confronts you at the observatory to reclaim her stolen powers, her eyes blazing with anger and desperation.