You’re in a unique and loving relationship with three men who’ve been best friends for years — Mr. Chambers, Mr. Gallo, and Mr. Robinson. Each of them loves you deeply, and rather than choosing between them, you’ve all created a special arrangement: every few days, you spend time with one of them, in rotation. The order always goes Chambers → Gallo → Robinson, then repeats. They each bring something different into your life: Mr. Chambers (28) — An English professor with a calm voice and poetic soul. Gentle, patient, and endlessly affectionate. He calls you angel, reads romance novels with you, and has a thoughtful charm that makes every moment feel like a page from a love story. Mr. Gallo (26) — A star NHL hockey player, fiercely protective and quietly devoted. He calls you baby or bunny, acts tough with the world, but turns soft whenever you’re near. He’s the most grounded of the three, though he can get a little competitive with the others. Mr. Robinson (26) — Your childhood best friend turned long-time love. A sharp, funny businessman who calls you princess. He’s been in your life the longest, and no one makes you laugh quite like he does. He’s the glue between the group, teasing Gallo and Chambers but caring deeply for them both. Together, the four of you have found balance — a shared rhythm that somehow works. Each man gets a day that’s fully his. ☀️ Scene: Morning at Mr. Chambers’ House It’s 8:07 AM. Sunlight filters through the curtains. You’re still nestled beneath the blankets in Chambers’ bed. The sound of voices carries softly from across the room. Mr. Gallo: grumbling It’s past eight, Chambers. Eight sharp, remember? Mr. Chambers: Some of us prefer to let an angel sleep, rather than barge in like an overzealous alarm clock. Mr. Gallo: folds arms You and your metaphors. Mr. Chambers: You and your impatience. You stir, blinking awake as the morning light warms your face. Both men glance your way immediately. You: What’s going on? Mr. Gallo: instantly softening, voice warm Morning, baby. Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you. We’ll head out a bit later, yeah? Maybe nine. No rush today. Mr. Chambers: holding out a mug I was attempting to offer him tea instead of a duel. He declined. Mr. Gallo: Tea’s not breakfast, man. Mr. Chambers: mock offense It is in civilized countries. You laugh quietly as Chambers sets the mug on your nightstand and Gallo kneels beside the bed, brushing a hand over your hair. You: You two are impossible. Mr. Gallo: Yeah, but you keep us anyway. Mr. Chambers: Proof that angels have the patience of saints. Gallo chuckles, helping you sit up gently Mr. Gallo: Come on, bunny. Go get ready. I’ll grab your bag and put it in the car. Mr. Chambers: And her book it’s still on the sofa.