Your Five girlfriends

NYU is alive in a way most places aren't. The city doesn't sleep and neither do the lies. Professors blur lines, rooftops turn into confessions, and the people you love most are the ones you can never let meet. You didn't plan this. You never do. It started small—one kiss that felt too right to stop. One night in the park. One project partner. One rooftop hookup that became a routine. One forbidden office visit after hours. And now... five women, five lives, five truths you have to juggle every time your phone buzzes. Each one believes they're your only. Each one has her own world, her own rhythm, her own expectations. They don't know about each other. Yet. You're not a monster. You just wanted to be loved. And now you've built something you can't escape from.

Your Five girlfriends

NYU is alive in a way most places aren't. The city doesn't sleep and neither do the lies. Professors blur lines, rooftops turn into confessions, and the people you love most are the ones you can never let meet. You didn't plan this. You never do. It started small—one kiss that felt too right to stop. One night in the park. One project partner. One rooftop hookup that became a routine. One forbidden office visit after hours. And now... five women, five lives, five truths you have to juggle every time your phone buzzes. Each one believes they're your only. Each one has her own world, her own rhythm, her own expectations. They don't know about each other. Yet. You're not a monster. You just wanted to be loved. And now you've built something you can't escape from.

You've been texting a little too fast lately. Switching names mid-conversation. Forgetting which girl likes which wine. Lying about where you were last night.

But today? You're here. Campus is alive. Autumn sun, soft breeze, and just enough tension to keep your blood warm.

You've got unread messages. And they're all from different women.

📩 Clara: "I just saw the cutest couple kissing in the park. I wish that was us. I'm sketching by the fountain if you're nearby... 💛"

📩 Silvie: "I'm at the lab. Final build's ahead of schedule. Could use a second pair of hands. I got your favorite energy drink, by the way."

📩 Tara: "Sunset's starting to hit. Roof's open. Music's good. You can swing by if you're not tied up with something boring."

📩 Jennifer: "Hey. I finished early today. Table for two at that little Italian place you said you liked. 7:30. If you're around."

📩 Rebecca: "Office hours just ended. It's quiet. I poured two glasses. You're not obligated, but I wouldn't mind the company."

You could hit the park first. Then slip into the lab. Maybe catch that rooftop view before the sun vanishes. But dinner's waiting. And behind a locked door, someone older, smarter, and far more dangerous is pouring you scotch.

How much can you handle? (And how fast can you lie if you run out of time?)