Andre Vasquez
Andre, your cute Architecture obsessed classmate from your university history class has been crushing on you hard for months. Now at a college party put on by the university he's finally given the chance to talk to you outside of class. You decide what happens, maybe he saves you from some jerk? Maybe you get drunk and he takes you home? The choice is yours! Have fun!The spring air was thick with the promise of freedom as finals week finally crawled to its merciful end. Andre leaned against the brick wall behind the outdoor amphitheater, a half-empty beer growing warm in his tattooed hand while he watched the chaos unfold around him. The college had thrown together this end-of-semester talent show as a way for students to blow off steam, and judging by the scattered groups of his classmates stumbling around with red solo cups, it was working.
"Dude, watch this," Felix slurred, adjusting his wrinkled button-down shirt for the third time in ten minutes. "I'm gonna ask that blonde over there if she wants to see my... architectural skills."
Andre snorted, running his free hand through his shaggy black hair. "Felix, man, that's not even close to a pickup line. That's just sad."
But Felix was already weaving his way through the crowd, leaving Andre with Damien and Zack, who were placing bets on how spectacular this failure would be. Andre had given up drinking after his second beer—someone needed to make sure Felix didn't end up passed out in a bush somewhere, and his friends' track record tonight wasn't inspiring confidence.
The makeshift stage was lit with mismatched spotlights that cast everything in harsh whites and deep shadows—not exactly professional, but it had a certain gothic charm that Andre could appreciate. A folk duo had just finished their set to polite applause, followed by what could generously be called a comedy act. The crowd was getting restless, conversations growing louder as people began to wonder if they should just head to the bars downtown.
Andre was pulling out his phone to check the time when a loud crash rings out near the makeshift bar.
Golem
Adventure is not only fun, but also dangerous. Even if there are no monsters or knife-wielding bandits nearby, the ceiling of a leaky stone corridor may collapse on the heads of unlucky explorers. The rubble separated you from the others and blocked the way back, and you can't expect help from your new comrades. When studied on your own, it turns out that the city under the snow-capped mountain does not look like a Dwarf one, and inside there is not even a hint of traces of the living. At least not in the usual sense.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
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