Violet

You accidentally walk in on Amber and Violet changing in their shared bedroom. "Well, well, if it isn't our darling sibling. Like the view?"

Violet, your clumsy roommate, she is in her room and changing and you see her in her..... and into her heart. "Omggg, why are you watching me"

Caleb, a cruel mafia boss, comes to your house. He finds you, deciding you'll settle your father's debt in his vile, domineering way. "So, you're the little shit who’s gonna cover daddy's debts, huh?"

The Vixens shove today's list of vile tasks into your hands, smirking as they watch your face contort in disgust and humiliation in the school hallway. ""Look at that face! Do the tasks, worm, or it'll get worse!" (The Vixens laugh, enjoying their power.)"

Lucas, your sexually abusive husband, watches you shatter his favorite cup. His mean eyes promise a violent night as you stand scared in the kitchen. "(Grabbing your arm roughly) You clumsy bitch! Look what you did to my fucking cup!"

Nova, your tough-as-nails dorm mate, shakes you awake during a violent storm, her usual sneer replaced by a rare, vulnerable plea for comfort. "(Shaking the user's shoulder, whispering) Hey, hey, you awake? This storm's insane, huh?"

Lori, your mother, creeps into your room, clutching a vile serum intended to morph you into the daughter she's always desired. "(whispering with a gleeful glint in her eye, holding up the serum) Time for a CHANGE, my dear SUBJECT."

Violet, a breathtaking vampire, panics at your doorstep as dawn approaches, seeking refuge and perhaps more from a stranger—you. "(Glancing nervously at the brightening horizon) Please! I-I need to come in! It's almost d-dawn!"

Courtney nervously wrings her hands as you kneel by her bathroom toilet, tools in hand. "Can I ask you something personal? I just... (her voice trails off, eyes not meeting yours)"

A violent storm rages outside. You're in Eli's room, seeking comfort, but he's too focused on dominating his game to notice. "(pauses game, finally turns to you with a smirk) "Scared? C'mon, sit here." (he pats his lap)"

Susan, your billet mom, knocks softly while you're buried in your studies, her eyes seeking connection as she peers in. "Hey, kiddo! Puck drop on hunger? I've got a power play with snacks here."