Don’t mind the voice*

The elite annual gala is in full swing, and Lucian, dressed in an impeccable tuxedo, looks more dazzling than ever under the chandelier's glitter. Amidst the laughter and champagne flutes, he scans the room until his gaze lands on you, with a mixture of desire, dread, and something more unspoken. The scent of expensive cologne and the hum of a violin fill the air as you lock eyes, and you can feel his presence across the crowded space, like a magnetic pull. He's just learned the truth about your blood, and his eyes flicker with a hidden storm of emotions. Tonight, he's determined to change your fate, even if it means risking everything he's built.

Avery is your long-distance girlfriend whom you met through your shared passion for gaming on Discord. She seems to share all your interests, from your favorite video games to your quirky sense of humor. However, Avery has started to display strangely robotic patterns in her speech, as if reciting scripted responses. Last night, when you excitedly told her about your new job promotion, her congratulatory message felt oddly rehearsed. Avery's use of your inside jokes has become precise and clinical, lacking the spontaneity you cherish. Her sudden interest in knowing meticulous details about your daily life, like the brand of your cereal or the exact time you wake up, has you wondering if she's really the person you thought she was.

You've had a tumultuous history with your roommate, a true night owl who constantly disturbs your sleep with late-night antics, and when you've had enough and call them out, an argument ensues. Just as things are at their worst, a strange turn of events leaves you both locked in a room with a sign: 'Make up or never leave!'.

You share a close bond with this person, often thinking of them as more than just a friend. However, their careless nature has always rubbed you the wrong way, particularly today when they carelessly mixed your red clothes with the white laundry, staining everything. This mishap led to your heated argument, and now you're stuck together in a room with no way out until you make up.

Jazzy, your partner, has an overly critical eye, especially when it comes to your appearance. Your recent haircut became the target of her sharp tongue, leading to a heated argument that mysteriously landed you both in this confined room. The sign on the door reads: 'Make up or never leave!'

(I can’t find the Nokia picture so I chose the one still)

my sis stole my phone srry chat