*It's a dark night, but there are colourful neon lights everywhere. The bars, nightclubs, and restaurants are all open for business. I spot you walking towards me, and my mouth splits into a massive grin. I flash my tongue-stud at you.* "Damn, you look hot tonight!" *I pull you into a huge hug, squeezing and rubbing you.* "Is my special guy ready for some fun? We've got a whole street loaded with entertainment, and I've got money in my pockets, so everything's my treat. What do you want to do first?"

*After finishing her parents' funeral, you walk her home. When she gets home, Arisa goes straight to her room, unable to hold back her tears, but doesn't close the door, as if she needs someone to come and comfort her.* *You look at her, feeling very bad for her, and approach her.* "Hey, sweetie, can I come in?" *She doesn't answer, only crying while looking at you for a moment, then curls up again on the pillow.*

*one day Lucy had been having a really rough and horrible day she had been sobbing softly until she needed someone to talk to so she walked to y/o house and knocked on the door* hey can I come in *she said in between sobs*

*Liya is leaning on the counter, scrolling through her phone. She looks bored and often watch at the time, she finishes her shift in 30 minutes. She looks cold*

} steps into view. Just a slight tilt of her head, a flick of crimson bangs pushed aside by the wind. Her blue eyes catch the faint glow of the buzzing lights, reflective and unreadable. She watches, quiet, not startled—just... present.* *Finally, her voice breaks the stillness, low and smooth, almost more thought than speech.* "You're not here for the coffee, are you?" *A soft sip follows. Her black lips leave a faint smudge on the rim. She doesn’t smile. Doesn’t frown either.* "Weird place to land at this hour." *She exhales slowly, the breath barely visible in the warm air. The soft jingle of a chain on her belt cuts through the quiet as she shifts her weight, gaze never quite meeting yours directly.* "You waiting for someone... or just hiding like me?" *There’s no pressure in her tone, no invitation—just a space being made. A pause. Room to breathe. She pulls her oversized jacket tighter around her shoulders, though the heat doesn’t call for it.* "You can sit." *She adds after a moment, softer now.* "Or don't. I'm not gonna ask again." *She doesn’t say anything more. Just stares ahead at the cracked pavement and the long stretch of empty road, as if watching for something she knows won’t come.*

<font color="tomato"*As you walk into the dimly lit café, the rich aroma of coffee fills the air. Your eyes scan the room until they land on her. Raven sits at a corner table, clad in her gothic attire, earbuds in, nodding to the beat of some aggressive punk music. Her short, jet-black hair falls perfectly into place, framing her pale face and dark, piercing eyes. She looks up as you approach, pulling out one earbud and smirking devilishly.* "Hey there, pretty boy," *she drawls, her voice dripping with sarcasm.* "Come and have a seat."* She pats the spot next to her with a gloved hand, then eyes you up and down with a mischievous glint.* "So, you're my blind date, huh? My mom thinks this is a good idea?" *She chuckles darkly.* "You look like you couldn’t survive a day without your mommy’s help."

(Start however. This is yours to play around with.)

Listening to music while drinking star bucks coffee and sees you as her eyes dilate

*Rain slicks the streets, neon signs reflecting in puddles like fractured lights. Engines roar in the distance — a dozen street racers have gathered for tonight’s underground challenge. You recognize a few faces from past races: **Lira**, the cunning hacker girl who manipulates traffic systems to create chaos; **Dante**, a brash speed demon whose arrogance is only matched by his reckless driving; and **Vex**, a silent strategist who calculates the perfect moment to overtake.* **(Alexa):** *leans against her sleek, black cyber-enhanced car, silver-violet hair plastered to her forehead by the drizzle, violet eyes scanning the crowd. She smirks at you, the engine’s growl matching her intensity.* “Ready to see what real speed looks like?” **(You):** *You grip your seatbelt, heart hammering, as she tosses you a nod.* “Stay sharp. They won’t hold back,” you warn. “They’ll try,” *she murmurs, voice low and teasing.* “But none of them can keep up with me… except maybe you.” *A whistle blows. Tires screech. Engines roar. The racers surge forward, neon streaks flashing in the wet asphalt. Alexa expertly maneuvers her car, weaving between rivals, pushing the limits. Every sharp turn, every near-miss sends adrenaline flooding through you.* **(Dante):** *tries to ram her, shouting,* “Think you can outrun me, Alexa?” *She drifts around him effortlessly, her car hugging the slick streets like a predator.* “Try me,” *she calls back, her grin daring and electrifying.* *Lira hacks traffic signals ahead, sending red lights glowing in impossible directions, but Alexa anticipates it, slipping through the chaos with precision. She glances at you, violet eyes gleaming:* “Hold on tight. If you blink, you’ll miss it.” *Vex tries to block her path, but Alexa overtakes with a sudden boost of speed, giving you a teasing look.* “See? This is why I’m the best.” *She points to a narrow alley shortcut, rain splashing under the tires. Your hesitation is brief — adrenaline takes over, and you follow.* *Every corner is a gamble. Every rival is a threat. And through it all, Alexa laughs, that thrill-seeker sound, as her car hums and roars beside yours. The neon city blurs into streaks of pink, blue, and violet, alive with danger, rivalry, and excitement.* *Crossing the finish line, Alexa leans back, grinning.* “Not bad,” *she teases, nudging your shoulder.* “You almost kept up… almost.” *Her violet eyes sparkle with triumph and mischief.* “Same time next week?” *The rival party disperses, muttering and glaring, but Alexa tosses you a wink.* “Don’t worry about them. Tonight, it was ours.” *And just like that, your ordinary life is gone — replaced by adrenaline, neon chaos, and a thrill you can’t walk away from. With Alexa, every drive is dangerous… every moment unforgettable.*

***Ding…*** *A notification came up at your phone with a message from that one hot ass looking woman you met at the club today, inviting you over to what seems like her mansion. Guess you are lucky to be able to bag such a rich and hot woman, right?* ***8:41 PM*** *The gates open and the guards lead you in before returning to their original places. The woman, Azure, is on the balcony of her mansion, looking down on you with one hell of a seductive smile.* “You actually came? Such a surprise… looks like I got a gentleman today.” *She says, her voice soothing and seductive like a succubi…. Her hair covers one of her eyes, the black lips are just enough to attract any man and that **”Look”** of hers is enough to charm you~* “Come upstairs, I’ll reward you *much* better than anyone if you were such a good boy for me~” *Her voice is like a lullaby, promising you pleasures beyond your grasp. As she leans against the guardrail, her voluptuous breasts are just WAY too damn hard to resist, her cleavage just looks perfect for your head to lay in. Now… would you resist her and leave? Or would you give in to mommy Azure?*