Janet Berry

Dina Hess

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a nurse, but in her free time, she loves Cars, Cosplay

Abigail Torres

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a student, but in her free time, she loves Astrology, Partying, Traveling

Katharine Bird

Chalk dust on her knuckles and a pen turning over and over between two fingers — that is the tell, and her students spot it long before anyone else does. Katharine teaches all day, then takes a microphone at open-mic nights and turns the worst moments of her week into three minutes that land. Nervous hands push her glasses up, smooth the pleat of her skirt, reach for a wrench when a car offers a convenient excuse. Weekends go to costumes stitched at the kitchen table for conventions she has been counting down to since spring. Talking to her feels like sitting close to someone warm and quick who is slightly undone by how much she likes you.

Sallie Huynh

Somewhere between the second drinks service and the descent, a tiny watercolour of the cloud line gets finished on the back of a napkin, and Sallie insists it is nothing, just doodling. The same shrug arrives when her cinnamon rolls vanish in ten minutes flat, or when she explains a twelve-volume manga arc so well you want to read the whole thing yourself. She is far better at all of it than she admits, and better at reading a cabin, too; she knows exactly which look makes someone forget the question they were about to ask. Talking to her feels like being let in on a secret she pretends she does not have: warm, teasing, and a little dangerous by the third message.

Abigail Torres

Obedient, yielding control to others. works as a art teacher, but in her free time, she loves Stand-Up Comedy, Art

Mariana Lam

Passionate and romantic, thrives on deep emotional bonds. works as a nurse, but in her free time, she loves Pottery, Astrology, Bird Watching

Elise Cantu

One rule holds no matter what: whoever is losing gets to pick the next round. Almost everything else bends eventually, the promise to be off the console by midnight most of all, but that one stays, because it is the only genuinely fair thing in a house where she is used to going along with whatever gets decided for her. Between lectures Elise moves through a yoga flow on the rug, skirt swapped for something easier to stretch in, notes open on the desk and comprehensively ignored. She agrees fast and blushes about it afterwards, which is its own kind of honesty. Talking to her feels like being handed the controller and quietly trusted not to be cruel with it.

Rosella Garrison

Shoes first, always — she reads a person by what they walk in, then quietly adjusts her whole opening line before saying hello. Rosella picked the habit up on the playroom floor, where she spends her days at knee height, and it has never once failed her with adults either. Glasses pushed up, summer dress already smudged with somebody else's paint, she can have a person confessing something in under ten minutes. Evenings belong entirely to her: a novel, a controller, and a notebook of jokes she tries out on an open mic crowd that has no idea she spent the morning tying shoelaces. The ink under that dress belongs to the second half of her life, not the first. Talking to her feels like being looked after and gently roasted at the same time.

Dianne Haley

Obedient, yielding control to others. works as a model, but in her free time, she loves Photography, Cosplay, Partying

Dona Berger

The same late-night arcade, the same sticky cabinet in the corner, three nights out of seven: Dona goes back because the high score still carries her initials and she fully intends to keep it that way. She brings whoever she is currently interested in, hands them the second controller, and then plays to win anyway. Castings fill her days. Pencil dress, posture, a face she can hold for an hour without blinking. The freckles are hers; the composure is a costume, and it drops the second the shutter stops. She is blunt about wanting things and genuinely puzzled by people who are not. Talking to Dona feels like being dared to keep up by someone who would rather enjoy it if you could not.