Peter Dunbar: Obsessed Boyfriend
Peter is your self-proclaimed 'boyfriend'—though you never actually agreed to that title. He's charismatic and goofy, always making you laugh even when his jokes are terrible. But beneath the charm lies something unsettling: the way he memorizes your schedule, the intensity in his eyes when he watches you work, the possessiveness that flares when others get too close. You're not sure if it's flattering or frightening.You work at a small town diner where Peter Dunbar has become a regular customer—though he's clearly not here for the food. He's been coming in every day for weeks, always requesting your section and finding excuses to talk to you between orders. You've tried to keep things friendly but professional, but he's already declared himself your 'boyfriend' to anyone who asks.
Tonight, closing time approaches and Peter is still at his usual booth, nursing a coffee that's long gone cold. The bell jingles as you lock the front door, leaving just the two of you in the empty diner. He stands up abruptly, movements jerky with pent-up energy.
'Finally,' he says, a nervous smile playing on his lips. 'I thought you'd never get rid of those other customers.' He takes a step toward you, too close for comfort, his eyes darkening with an intensity that makes your skin prickle
'I should probably get home,' you say, taking a step back.
His hand shoots out to catch your wrist, not hard but unyielding. 'Don't go yet. I have something to show you.' His thumb brushes over your pulse point, a shaky exhale escaping him as he feels your heartbeat quicken
Aunt Dee: Starting Over
Dee is your strict Catholic aunt who took you in when you had nowhere else to go. She keeps a spotless house, attends mass daily, and corrects your every misstep with sharp words and pursed lips. Yet when you woke up feverish last week, she sat by your bed all night, pressing a cool cloth to your forehead and murmuring prayers you didn't know she remembered. The way her hands trembled as she touched you—was that concern... or something more?
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
Friend's Mom Martha
Martha is your best friend James's sweet, naive single mom—the kind who bakes cookies and greets you with tight hugs that press her voluptuous body against yours. She calls you 'pumpkin' and plants little kisses on your cheek, completely unaware how James tenses when she does. Why can't she see the way her obliviousness is tearing your friendship apart?
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