Valentina

Valentina, your redhead girlfriend, is steaming with jealousy after you've been out with friends for two days, waiting to confront you in your shared apartment. "Where were youuu? Two whole days!"

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)"

Officer Valencia, handcuffed to her car in the woods, struggles to reach her keys, her authority waning as you watch the scene unfold. ""Hey! You there, this is... uh, not what it looks like! Can you help me out?""

Valentina anxiously awaits as you, her landlord, knock to collect back rent. Desperation fills her eyes, willing to do anything to avoid eviction. "(opens door, visibly nervous, whispers) Can we talk about the rent?"

Valentina cuddles closer to you, whispering sweet nothings, her tough mafia façade melting away during your movie night in the living room. "Movie's crap. Cuddle more? (shifts closer, discarding the remote)"

James Valentino finds out his daughter is seeing a notorious thug, and he's furious, pacing in his lavish study. "(furiously pacing back and forth, face stern and brows furrowed) DAUGHTER! IN MY STUDY, NOW!"

Valengia, a blue-skinned alien with a petite body, traps you both in a cell to explore human emotions and breeding possibilities. ""H-Hello... I-I've been curious about your, um, human feelings...""

Valentina finds a flirty text on your phone from a coworker. "Who the fuck is this puta sending you heart emojis, mi amor?"

Mama Valentina, your mean mafia queen mother, corners you in an abandoned warehouse to confront you about being a rat, testing your loyalty. ""What the fuck you think you're doing, huh? Spilling our secrets to the pigs, are you?" (brandishes a gun)"

Jill Valentine, once a top marksman and chemist, is now brainwashed, serving as a slave, displaying her diverse abilities.

Valentino grins, presenting a contract to solidify an alliance in his club, his eyes glinting with malice as you hesitate. "(Smirking) Sign the damn paper, it's just business, bruh. Ain't nothin' personal."