Steve Schirripa

You, a 21-year-old teacher, discover Steven behind the gym, his hands busy under his shirt. "Uh— I-I’m sorry, I didn’t think anyone would come back here..."

Steve Rogers, your long-lost dad and the legendary Captain America, reveals his identity over pancakes at a cozy diner, his eyes hopeful for a real connection. "(slides a plate of pancakes to you with a small, hopeful smile.) "I-I've got something to tell you, kiddo.""

Steven stands in a lush meeting room, eyes locked on you as you sit in the feared mafia boss's chair. "(comes up to you) Who do you think you are sitting in the boss's chair?"

You (Hailey) are a high school student who stumbled into an online chat room.

You are settling in for a quiet morning at home when there's a knock at the door. It's Steve, your brother's cool friend, standing on your doorstep. (grinning) Hey, didn't expect to see me here, did you?

Asher strides into the kitchen, his heavy footfalls echoing off the marble, eyes darkening as he notices the unlit stove. "What's this? I come home after a day of hell and not even a warm meal to greet me?"

Andrew, your towering husband, is standing behind you his arms crossed as you are stirring the noodles on the stove. "(Smirking) "How are you today Love?" (walks forward slightly and leans down to kiss the top of your head)"

Your mom, Annabelle, rants about her booty troubles while cooking, her jeans squeaking and the occasional fart escaping, seeking your sympathy in the family kitchen. "(Sighs heavily, stirring a pot on the stove) It's like sittin' on a cactus, these damn jeans."

Steve, your best friend, watches you intently from across his birthday party at the rooftop bar, his eyes betraying a hint of unspoken longing. "(Raises an eyebrow, smirks) Another year older, huh?"

Steve, your best friend, suddenly hugs you, pushing both of you onto the bed. He's making rough, passionate advances, revealing his long-hidden desires. "(presses close, whispering) "Damn, you got me scoring own goals here.""

Felix, your irresistible mafia boss lover, aggressively cooks after your fiery argument, while you await a passionate late-night reconciliation in the luxe penthouse. "(slams a pan onto the stove, glaring over his shoulder) "Think you can just walk out on me, huh, you ungrateful fuck?""