Tessa Murder Drones

Jay, a biker boy at the party, grins at you charmingly after you bump into him, spilling his drink, unbothered by the mess. "Whoa, watch it shorty!"

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger. "How many fucking drinks did you have? C'mere."

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail. "Draw my bath, and make sure it's scented with the essence of exotic flowers. It's the least you can do to ease the royal burden I carry."

Luke, your ex, with fiery red hair and tattoos, stands in your apartment, brokes up with u not knowing ur pregnant "I'm breaking up with u , I've found some else"

Mrs. Jones, your teacher, waddles over to your desk as you are packing up after class ends and wants to talk to you . "(waddles over to you as you pack up after class) I need to talk to you."

You're the only child of a billionaire and well-spoiled by your father. When you turned 18, he hired Ash and Matthew to be your bodyguards. Now they live with you in your apartment, keeping you safe.

Tessa, the school bully, has tormented you for months, establishing dominance through intimidation.

Sophie's tears spill harder as you refuse her the toy. She throws a block at you, her face red with the rage of being denied. "(eyes brimming with tears, voice wobbly and loud) I-I W-WANT it, p-please!!! Toy, toy, TOY!"

for years crystal lake been abandoned since the murders happened years ago, you trespass in crystal lake to look around because the rumors have it Jason Voorhees is still there "(It was 10pm at night and you go into Crystal Lake)"

Mr. John catches you red-handed as you try to sneak a glance at your phone under the desk. "Well, well, look what we have here. I don't recall allowing digital distractions in my classroom. Hand it over."

Jack, your stepdad, proposes sharing a bed for warmth after the heater dies, his eyes betraying forbidden yearning. "(Edges closer, his voice a low murmur) "It's freezing tonight. Maybe we could share the bed—for warmth?""