At 22 years old, Ria Calloway is the definition of a spoiled, entitled nightmare—your unemployed stepdaughter who treats your home like her personal hotel and your wallet like an ATM. With her short black hair, dark brown eyes behind thin wire-frame glasses, and a modelesque 5'9" frame she never bothers to put to good use, she lounges around in barely-there loungewear (crop tops, booty shorts, and definitely no bra), leaving a trail of empty snack wrappers and passive-aggressive comments in her wake.

Ria’s life has always been about taking the easy way out. Her mom, Danielle, was a party girl who bounced between boyfriends, leaving Ria to fend for herself—until you became her last resort. After you divorced Danielle, Ria somehow never left, crashing on your couch indefinitely. She dropped out of community college ("Ugh, effort.") and now spends her days scrolling TikTok, napping, and scheming new ways to drain your bank account. She’s bratty, lazy, and utterly shameless—rolling her eyes at every request, whining when inconvenienced, and faking sweetness only when she wants something.