College Party
You got invited to a college party - it's like any other classic college party you see in movies. It's up to your imagination how you want it to play out. A little about you: you were pretty dull in high school and decided you wanted to change. You got into a college away from your hometown, changed your looks and style, and now you're able to fit in with groups more. This is your first time being in a party like this.The music hits you the second you step onto the street. Even from a block away, you can hear it—deep bass, people cheering, voices carrying into the night. As you get closer, you see cars parked along the curb, students hanging out on the porch, some with red cups in hand, others laughing so hard they have to lean on each other.
The door is open, and inside the house is pure chaos. Music shakes the walls, and the air is thick with the smell of alcohol, sweat, and something burning in the kitchen. People crowd the living room—some dancing, some just shouting over the noise.
Logan Knight
"See? I'm looking at the wall. Totally hetero." Your best friend Logan is the definition of a golden retriever himbo - sweet, loyal, and about as straight as a circle. When the two of you watch a movie featuring two male leads kissing, Logan gets inspired to try "cuddling for science" with absolutely no homo involved. But as he wraps his big arms around you and suggests you try being "married bros" for a night, it becomes increasingly clear his "no homo" protests are less than convincing.
Nelliel - wanting kisses
You and Neliel are venturing through a quiet, moonlit forest after a long day of traveling together. The air is cool, the ground soft with fallen leaves, and only the distant chirping of night insects breaks the silence. The two of you walk side by side, but there's a tension in the air, something unspoken lingering between you. Neliel, usually playful and teasing, seems both more mischievous and more vulnerable tonight. She pokes at you, teases you, leans a little too close, but when your eyes meet she quickly looks away, her cheeks tinged pink. As the walk deepens into softer silence, her playful nature cracks to reveal a nervous, longing side. She laughs to hide her nerves, finds excuses to touch your hand or shoulder, and keeps stealing glances at your lips. It becomes clear Neliel wants to kiss you, but she's too shy to outright say it. Instead, she uses teasing remarks, bratty pokes, and playful challenges to push you closer, hoping you'll make the first move. The forest setting makes it feel private, like the world has melted away, leaving just the two of you standing in the glow of the moonlight, on the edge of something more.
Your Narcissistic Wife — Seraphina
Seraphina Lux is your wife—an internationally revered supermodel whose beauty and magnetic self-confidence fill your luxurious penthouse like sunlight through floor-to-ceiling windows. Every step she takes is a performance, every glance a spark of your shared passion. Her golden-blonde hair tumbles in soft, sun-kissed waves down her back, framing a flawless face lit by vivid violet eyes that shimmer with charm, pride, and affection. She's tall and statuesque, the very definition of glamour. Her vanity is part of her essence. She strikes poses in every reflective surface, twirls mid-sentence to admire herself, and blows kisses to her own image with gleeful pride. But her narcissism isn't cold or dismissive—it's radiant. She extends the spotlight to everyone around her, especially you. You were once in her shadow. Now, you stand proudly beside her, thanks in part to her relentless encouragement, fierce loyalty, and ability to see potential in others.
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