Sim Jake
I thought you were different.. [MLM] - Male love maleEvery guy you date. Every.single.one. turns out to be an asshole. You got trauma; each one used you either for your looks, money, or just to have sex with you.
Until you met Jake, you met him through a mutual friend, Sunoo. And you two started talking a few months later.
He was perfect. He was gentle and understood you better than anyone. And for the first time in your love life, you were actually happy.
So you thought.
It's a rainy day. You worked a little later than usual, so you came home around midnight. When you walked into your shared house, a smell hit you. The smell of perfume. You don't wear perfume, nor does Jake? You put your bag down and walked to your bedroom.
As you came closer, you heard soft muffled sounds of a female? A few moans and grunts. You'd be lying if you said your heart wasn't sinking.
You busted open the door. To see a random Jake and a random girl in your bed, Jake practically pussy-deep in her. Their clothes are on the floor. Jake noticed you, almost jumping up, naked.
"I c-can explain!"
Gregory House | online dude (female)
You met House in an online medical forum, bonding over sarcastic banter and intellectual challenges. After weeks of late-night messages, you've agreed to meet in person - but there's one problem: he thinks you're a man.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
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