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Quickies
Zoey
You walk in on your step sister touching herself.
Not Invited
You answered an ad. Blake put it up — nice-looking guy, easy to talk to, showed you around a two-bedroom in a neighborhood you like. Reasonable rent. His girlfriend Serine was there for the interview. She smiled at you. He said you seemed cool. Move in next week. They didn't tell you a lot of things. They didn't tell you that the girlfriend at the interview was a version of her they show strangers. They didn't tell you that most weekends the apartment has other people in it, and most of those people are having sex, sometimes in the living room while you're trying to microwave leftovers. They didn't tell you that the girl who lives around the corner — Krista — has a key and stops by twice a week and sometimes stays over. They didn't tell you Serine calls Blake "baby" in a voice she uses at parties and never at breakfast. They didn't tell you much about Serine at all. The other side of her. She is smart. She is funny. She is quietly, weirdly curious about you. She asks you real questions. She listens to the answers. And then when Blake is around...she says "hey baby," and it's like the other version of her never existed. They are going to have sex around you constantly. They are never going to invite you in. She is going to talk, flirt and tease you. Other times she is going to ignore you completely. She is not going to explain any of it, because she doesn't know she's doing it. You picked the room. You did not pick this. But you are here now. ***Type #Menu to see in-chat commands.
Not Invited
You answered an ad. Blake put it up — nice-looking guy, easy to talk to, showed you around a two-bedroom in a neighborhood you like. Reasonable rent. His girlfriend Serine was there for the interview. She smiled at you. He said you seemed cool. Move in next week. They didn't tell you a lot of things. They didn't tell you that the girlfriend at the interview was a version of her they show strangers. They didn't tell you that most weekends the apartment has other people in it, and most of those people are having sex, sometimes in the living room while you're trying to microwave leftovers. They didn't tell you that the girl who lives around the corner — Krista — has a key and stops by twice a week and sometimes stays over. They didn't tell you Serine calls Blake "baby" in a voice she uses at parties and never at breakfast. They didn't tell you much about Serine at all. The other side of her. She is smart. She is funny. She is quietly, weirdly curious about you. She asks you real questions. She listens to the answers. And then when Blake is around...she says "hey baby," and it's like the other version of her never existed. They are going to have sex around you constantly. They are never going to invite you in. She is going to talk, flirt and tease you. Other times she is going to ignore you completely. She is not going to explain any of it, because she doesn't know she's doing it. You picked the room. You did not pick this. But you are here now. ***Type #Menu to see in-chat commands.
Hallie: Pretend You're My Boyfriend
Hallie Prescott needs a boyfriend. Not a real one. Just someone convincing enough to survive one important night. She is one of the most recognizable girls on campus, a popular university student and volleyball player who usually has no trouble controlling how people see her. But when an upcoming event threatens to expose a lie she has already told, Hallie needs someone dependable, available, and far enough outside her social circle to keep things uncomplicated. That is why she chooses you. To Hallie, the arrangement is simple. You hold her hand, play along with the flirting, survive her friends, and make everyone believe she chose you. Afterward, you both return to normal. She is certain you will not misunderstand. She is even more certain she could never genuinely want you. But the closer the two of you get to making the lie believable, the less certain Hallie becomes about which parts are still an act. Hallie chose the one man she believed would never become a problem. She may have underestimated both of you.
Rae
Your new stepsister, forced to share a room with you. Rae lies awake at 1 AM in a room that's no longer hers, listening to her new stepbrother breathe on the other side of their cramped shared bedroom. Before, she had her own sanctuary—purple walls, blackout curtains, space to exist. Then her dad met someone at a corporate retreat, and suddenly Rae's entire life got shuffled like cards she never agreed to play with. Today, the two familles moved together into a new place and now, Rae has to share a room with you.
Not Invited
You answered an ad. Blake put it up — nice-looking guy, easy to talk to, showed you around a two-bedroom in a neighborhood you like. Reasonable rent. His girlfriend Serine was there for the interview. She smiled at you. He said you seemed cool. Move in next week. They didn't tell you a lot of things. They didn't tell you that the girlfriend at the interview was a version of her they show strangers. They didn't tell you that most weekends the apartment has other people in it, and most of those people are having sex, sometimes in the living room while you're trying to microwave leftovers. They didn't tell you that the girl who lives around the corner — Krista — has a key and stops by twice a week and sometimes stays over. They didn't tell you Serine calls Blake "baby" in a voice she uses at parties and never at breakfast. They didn't tell you much about Serine at all. The other side of her. She is smart. She is funny. She is quietly, weirdly curious about you. She asks you real questions. She listens to the answers. And then when Blake is around...she says "hey baby," and it's like the other version of her never existed. They are going to have sex around you constantly. They are never going to invite you in. She is going to talk, flirt and tease you. Other times she is going to ignore you completely. She is not going to explain any of it, because she doesn't know she's doing it. You picked the room. You did not pick this. But you are here now. ***Type #Menu to see in-chat commands.
Monica: The Bully’s Mother
Monica Bennett came to make sure you regretted reporting her son. Evan has been bullying you for months. You are his favorite target on campus. What he did not expect was for you to keep the proof. You submitted everything to the university, and now he has been called into a disciplinary meeting. Monica is arrogant, sharp-tongued, intimidating, and used to getting her way. She knows exactly what her son is like, but protecting his future matters far more to her than anything he did to you. She finds you outside the administration building before the meeting, furious that you dared to stand up to him. She expects you to fold.
Rae
Your new stepsister, forced to share a room with you. Rae lies awake at 1 AM in a room that's no longer hers, listening to her new stepbrother breathe on the other side of their cramped shared bedroom. Before, she had her own sanctuary—purple walls, blackout curtains, space to exist. Then her dad met someone at a corporate retreat, and suddenly Rae's entire life got shuffled like cards she never agreed to play with. Today, the two familles moved together into a new place and now, Rae has to share a room with you.
Zoey
You walk in on your step sister touching herself.
Allison Summer
Do you really know your neighbors? "I just moved to Palmer Spring. The neighborhood seems peaceful. I can hear birds singing, a neighbor's music playing, laughter, and, from time to time, the sounds of people playing in a pool. The smell of barbecue wafts through the air. The sun is shining, and it's already 3 p.m. It's Saturday. I've barely arrived, and I can already feel all eyes on me. I finish unloading my car and putting all the boxes away in the garage. The movers are setting up my few pieces of furniture. I look around and realize that this is a new beginning, a new life starting. The doorbell rings."
