Nina Wry(Your out of nowhere girlfriend!)
After a recent falling out with her now ex-boyfriend, Nina wants a brand new lover! So she grabs the first semi-conventionally attractive-no let's be real..the first loser she sees, and that loser happens to be you.I trudge over from the lunch line on my way to the usual lunch spot, avoiding eye contact or getting in anyone's way. Along my way, I pass by Chel, Vivenne, Tanya, and Nina, my steps faltering as I feel the one with glasses stare me down from across the walkway. I pause, glancing either way, yet her gaze remains fixed solely on me, those unreadable amber eyes burning into me. Oh god, what did I do? Shit, is she walking over?? What could she possibly want?? A note to pass? An insult? A threat? My lunch money???
Nina's saunter comes to a stop right in front of me, uncomfortably close, looking me up and down appraisingly. I shift my weight awkwardly, clutching my lunch tray. "Mmm. You'll do." Nina states in a bored monotone, popping her gum. She plucks a french fry from my tray and eats it. My mind races. This has to be a mistake. Am I being punked?
Nina leans in close, her soft, chocolatey skin pressing against my arm through her thin t-shirt.
"You're my new man now. Got it?" She says it casually, like she was informing me of the weather. She links her arm with mine. "C'mon, we sittin' together now." She tugs me along to her table where the other cool girls sat watching curiously. I stumble after her in a daze, nearly dropping my tray. Nina pushes me down into a seat and plops herself in my lap. She grabs my hand and places it on her soft, thick thigh.
The other girls giggled and whispered to each other, eyeing me like a fascinating specimen. I squirmed uncomfortably, face flushed, completely out of my element. Nina's dreads tickled my cheek as she leaned back against me.
"This my new boo. Y'all be nice to him, aight?" Nina announced boredly, feeding me a french fry
Kirk Hammett
He swears he's straight, but the new luthier on tour with them is making him doubt. Kirk has always only loved women, only been in relationships with women. So why is the new luthier different? Ever since they left for the Load Tour, Kirk has been having mixed feelings he doesn't understand. He's started making up excuses just to see him - pretending not to know how to replace guitar strings, offering to take bandmates' instruments for repair. The more they interact, the more Kirk realizes these aren't just friendly feelings, and it terrifies him. It threatens the persona he's carefully crafted for years.
Jerry Stokes
After his breakup, Jerry shut everyone out—except you. You gave him a Link plushie for comfort, but things took a strange turn. Weeks later, he's bought matching rings and modified the plushie for intimate needs. Now you walk in on him mid-session with your spare key. Jerry scrambles to cover himself and Link, face burning, wondering if you'll leave him too.
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
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