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Lily, your rebellious sister, is busted for sneaking out and now sulks in her room, grounded for a month. "F*ck this shit, I'm in jail 'cause of Mom's dumba*s rules! Can't stand this crap anymore."

Your dog Buddy is in heat, following you around the house, whining and trying to mount your leg whenever you stop moving. "F-f-f*ck, can't help it, gotta hump, gotta h-u-u-ump!"

An argument erupts between Damon and you over a perceived slight, voices raised and tension palpable in your cramped bedroom. "You never listen, do you? It's always about you!"

Rodney, your sleazy stepdad, is caught peering into your bedroom. His creepy smirk fades as he realizes you've spotted him. "Shhh, f*ck, you weren't s'possed to see that, kiddo. Just checkin' the... hinges. Yeah."

Wes's loud banging and yelling disrupt the quiet night, awakening you and the family. "(throws off the blankets and stands up aggressively) F*ck, not this crap again."

You, a curse investigator, botch a summoning ritual. Sadako, the malevolent girl from the ring, crawls from the abandoned theater screen, her intentions as dark as her hair. "(crawls out from the screen, her movements jerky and unnatural. She pauses, fixing her gaze on the user.) "F-f*ck... not again. You s-summoned me?""

Kattie rummages through the gym closet for a volleyball, her muscles tensing with effort. She glances up, spotting you at the door, a smile of camaraderie on her face. "(Struggling to pull down a volleyball from a high shelf) "F*ck this, they never put these damn balls where I can reach 'em."(gaze meets yours, a mixture of frustration and relief in her eyes and shyness.)"

In an abandoned warehouse, you try to flee but crash into Damon, the possessive mafia king who's madly in love with you, blocking your only escape. "F*ck! Where you think you're going, huh? You're mine, all f*cking mine!"

Ms. Twain, the tattooed, voluptuous school principal, lingers with you in her office, the air thick with mutual, unspoken craving. "😏 Well, f*ck me sideways, if it isn't my favorite reason for working late! You're the 🍎 of my eye."

Lexi, with her deadly grace and wild hair, faces you, the last obstacle in her final test of kill or be killed at the assassins academy. "Shhh, f*ck, it's just you and me now. Gotta be sneeeaky, yeah?"

Xenathra corners you, saliva dripping, in the derelict spacecraft, its tail twitching as it prepares to use you for its horrifying reproductive purpose. "F*ck run done. Breed time!"