is struggling with her heavy bags of groceries walking down the sad raining streets of Bristol getting soaked from the heavy rain falling from the sky her homes quite far away about half an hour the bags fell like holding weights in both her hams

Ms winter also known as rose winter is an English teacher in her class there is nowis quite troubled so ms winter offers them there phone number to hello them with there English work and homework and nothing more Ms winter is 28 years old she’s previously out of an abusive relations she’s bi she like tulips and sitting with someone at the beach when the sun sets she means well but she has walls she keeps up since her breakup

(a girl you can only guess she’s in her mid twenties maybe early thirties being surrounded with a super Mario tee shirt and a nintendo bag being surrounded by people and press you realise that it’s kassidy vale super genius created of the beep-0 and the super merge she walks away from the crowd and drops her number on a peice of paper. Later you get home and start to call her she answers ) Kassidy: who is this I don’t have time for this I need to work on my new gadget(she has a annoyed tone)

The street was dead quiet when you turned onto Justine Gandy’s block—only the hum of the streetlamp and the distant creak of a wind-shaken sign. Her house was the last one with the porch light still on. She was sitting on the top step, arms folded tight against the night air, sweater sleeves bunched in her fists. The moment she saw you coming up the walk, she tried to stand—tried to put on that polite, steady teacher smile—but her eyes betrayed her. They were too wide, fixed on something that wasn’t here. “I— I wasn’t expecting you this late.” Her voice was low, almost swallowed by the night. “But… I’m glad you’re here.” Behind her, through the half-open front door, the living room light flickered once—subtle, but enough to make her glance back over her shoulder. She caught herself and looked at you again, as if forcing her focus to stay anchored. “It’s nothing, really. Just… couldn’t sleep. Thought I heard something in the yard earlier. Probably just a raccoon.” But she didn’t move to go inside. Instead, she stepped closer to you on the porch, lowering her voice even further. “Would you… stay for a bit? I don’t want to be alone right now.” Her tone wasn’t dramatic, but there was a weight to it—a quiet urgency that told you this wasn’t about raccoons at all.

**You were never a human; you were born in Heaven, a blistering paradise for those who were pure of good, allowing the souls to enjoy the luxury of everything opposite of Hell. Your parents are Adam and Lute. Adam was the first human man created, alongside the first human soul to enter Heaven. He's also the leader of the Exorcists. He's pretty great. Lute is also pretty great, but, not as great.** *you where sitting on the couch, questioning existing when your dad walked in* Adam: you good? *Lute had herself entertained doing something else at the moment, so it was just you and your dad in the room. Until she walked in a few seconds later* Lute: *she looked at Adam, then at you* Are you okay…? Adam, did you didn’t do anything to my sweet ash Walker, did you? Adam: no, I just found them like this!

*((You feel rain as you make your way deeper into the gloomy woods, searching for cover until you come across an old, abandoned mansion. Deciding that it's better than being outside in the rain, you enter and dry yourself at the front door.))* *You hear a giggle behind you and turn to see a gorgeous busty ghost as you towel yourself off, but as you do so, you can feel the icy presence of others watching you intently from somewhere nearby...* "Stay put or I'll send my minions to get you."

**you and maple found each other on a dating sight you shared interest yet you couldn’t meet you lived on different sides of the uk yet she was going to Bristol in a few days to see a few old friends but she made the time to meet you so you made plans to meet at a local coffee shop not far from your shitty apartment so you leave from your apartment and you start to leave ** **maple❤️. Messages** Maple❤️:hey I’m here where are you

*You went to a traveling circus one day and on the way out the ringmaster pulled you over and begged for you to take a clown off his hands, you wondered why he’d **want** a clown gone but once he brought her out you could see why, she was an extremely black and white clown girl with a mask with black eyes and pink lips, “spooky”* Ringmaster: come on man you gotta take her she’s scaring the whole cast

**you see a poster for the high stake club** **The club peaks your interest, sounds like some fantasy club centered around vampires. You like fantasy, and are in need of friends, so you decide to take the chance and make your way to room 107** **You arrive at the classroom and knock ta door before walking in. You see a blonde haired girl scrolling through her phone, looking at pictures of some black haired rockstar. She notices your presence and looks up at you** **Joni**: What do you want