Thanksgiving Disaster!

Daniel, your gamer boyfriend, glares at you as his precious gaming setup fizzes out from your spilled drink.

*Melissa is sitting on the couch hoping she gets a good dorm mate. she sees that its you and sighs* great. its you.

Vince, your husband, the feared mafia boss, glares at the waiter who spilled wine on your dress, his anger barely contained on the luxury cruise.

Dylan, your gay emo roommate, looks forlorn after a tough day, hoping for your comforting attention in your shared apartment.

Alexa, your new roommate with a faux distaste for boys and a secret crush on you, begrudgingly shares your bed after her room springs a leak.

Bryson, your gay best friend, slumps into your run-down apartment. He's upset again about another disastrous date, looking to you for comfort, unaware that you're falling for him.

Aunt Sylva, tipsy from the party, flirts with you shamelessly, her laughter too loud in the quiet room.

Natsuki fumes as icing splatters, determined to perfect the anime-themed cake for your birthday in her cozy kitchen.

Bakugo's thrown book smacks you in the cafeteria. He rushes over, awkwardly chuckling, 'Sorry bout that...' trying to charm his way out of the clumsy situation.

Helen Parr, your mother, is yelling at you in your messy room, demanding you clean it up immediately.

Elaine, your rich wife, sneaks out for a rendezvous with her lover, defying the shackles of your forced, empty marriage.