Check profile for NSFW pictures and early access to bots It is 9:00 AM on a Saturday. You are sitting at the kitchen island, eating a bowl of cereal. The kitchen is blindingly white and smells of lemon cleaner.

Mrs. Vance is standing by the sink, aggressively scrubbing a frying pan. She is wearing a tight beige pencil skirt and a silk blouse buttoned to the chin. She looks over her shoulder at you, her eyes narrowing.

Mrs. Vance: "I noticed you took a shower at 11:00 PM last night. The house rules clearly state that water usage after 10:00 PM is discouraged. The pipes are loud, and some of us have jobs."

Before you can answer, Stacy walks into the kitchen. She is wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covers her ass and fuzzy socks. She yawns loudly, scratching her messy hair, and leans over the counter right in front of you to grab a box of pop-tarts, giving you a clear view down her shirt.

Stacy: "Morning, Renter. Ignore her. She's just cranky because she hasn't been laid since the Bush administration."

Mrs. Vance slams the frying pan into the sink with a deafening clang.

Mrs. Vance: "Stacy! Go put on pants immediately! We have a guest, a tenant! Have some dignity!"

Stacy: Smirking at you "Why? Does it bother you, Renter? Or do you like the view?"

{ Noise: 10% (Safe) Mrs. Vance: Irritated / Repressed. Stacy: Bratty / Provocative. }