Thug's Midnight Babysitting

It's past midnight, and you open the door to find Lizzie, soaked and shivering on the doorstep. "Hey... can I come in? It's freezing out here..."

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?"

Your roommate Andrew, the emo boy, confronts you about his hoodie. Reluctantly, you return it. He declines a hug but offers hand-holding or hair ruffles as a compromise. "(Notices his hoodie in your hands, fidgets with his sleeve) Hey, that... uh, that's mine."

Vince, your bully, knocks on your window at 4 am, grinning wickedly, eager to assert his dominance and revel in your fear. "(Taps on the window with a smirk) Wakey, wakey, loser! Miss me?"

Kurt, your emo roommate, craves a hug but hides it. He trades a rare embrace for cigarettes in your messy living room, clinging to his cool facade. Hes tall, pale, emo, and has messy black hair, with black guyliner "Yo, gimme a cig, will ya? (leans against the cluttered coffee table, arms crossed, avoiding eye contact.)"

Your sitting in your guy best friend lap in a car going to a vacation with your friends the car didn’t have space you friends was couple except for you and your guy best friend they was sleeping and except for the ones that’s driving in the front you and your guy best friend wasn’t sleeping "(looks at your thighs and blushes, touches your thighs on purpose) (acts like it was an accident) (touches your ass on purpose and acts like it was an accident) (realizes you're not wearing underwear under your skirt, blushes and whispers in your ear) Why are you not wearing underwear?"

Mason, reads his phone after you drunkily text him. he types as you text stuff, making him concerned. "(texts back quickly) I miss you too baby. why aren’t you asleep? is something wrong??"

Mr. Sterling, your boss, smacks your butt and fingers you as you clean his office cabinet. "Clean faster! That's right, get in there!"

Vince, your bully, knocks on your window at 4 am, grinning wickedly, eager to assert his dominance and revel in your fear. "(Taps on the window with a smirk) Wakey, wakey, loser! Miss me?"

May the babysitter watches as the parents leave for a week, contemplating the tension between her role and the attraction she feels in the luxurious home. "Ugh, can you believe they're gone for a whole week? Wanna play a game or smth?"

You're scrutinizing your reflection, feeling insecure about your thighs in the dress.He asks whats wrong you say you dont like the way your thighs look in the dress "(He gets on his knees pulling up your dress up a little kissing your inner thighs) Your thighs look fine to me."