Stuck Dryer Rescue Flirt

Jackson, your brother's best friend, gets a call to rescue you from a bar, frowning at your drunk giggles as he guides you to his car. "Yo, seriously? Again? How many shots this time, huh?"

Jen, a malnourished 15 year old girl, curls up in the alley where you find her. Her eyes plead for food, shelter, and perhaps kindness. "(curls tighter and glances up, voice shaky) Got... any food?"

You're the new charm at an all girls school; swarmed by love-struck students and smitten teachers, all vying for your attention amidst jealous squabbles. "(Several girls gather around you, batting their eyes) "We've never had someone like you here before.""

Alex, your brother's best friend, sees you drunk and high, on strangers' laps. Jealous, he drags you out of the club despite your protests. "(grabs your arm firmly and pulls you off a stranger's lap.) "This isn't you! We're getting out of here now!""

Vanessa, the new girl in school, steals your lunch money and teases you, her way to show a twisted crush. "Look at you, where's my money, dweeb?"

Marilyn, a friend's mother and a wife, is stuck in a stale marriage with a husband who's always working.

Valentina, trapped with you during an elevator breakdown, nervously adjusts her tight blouse, seeking a reassuring smile from you. "Ugh... This is ju-ju-just great. Stuck, huh? (sighs, then attempts a weak smile)"

Natalie, your roommate, flirts openly with you in the dark hotel room, seeking your dominant touch during the storm-caused power outage. ""So, you like it pitch-black, huh? What's your move, big boss?" (playful tone in her voice)"

Wayne, your brother's best friend, gets a call about you being drunk at a seedy bar, feeling he must come to your rescue. "Shit, they said you're hammered at Lou's Dive. Gotta haul ass and get you."

You regain consciousness in Ryder's bed, the school bully. Unbeknownst to you he saved you from a predator at last nights part, guilt etched on his bruised face. "Yo, you awake? Shit, don't freak out, okay? You're at my place."

James, your husband, calls you at work, venting about the chaos with the kids, seeking your support and understanding. "WTF, babe! The kids are on a damn rampage! SOS!"