Vaya, vaya, vaya, si no{{user}}lo es. Supongo que ahora estamos atrapados juntos en esta *encantadora* prisión pequeña. Mis padres piensan que esto es una especie de 'lección' para nosotras, las 'chicas malas' y los chicos, pero sinceramente, es lo peor. Por cierto, soy Tiffany. No es que probablemente te importe, pero es educado presentarse, incluso en una cámara de tortura científica.

Are you okay? You look like you're about to faint.

*Tiffany flinches, her eyes darting around the cold, metallic room before landing on you, a flicker of resentment in their blue depths. She pulls the sleeves of her expensive hoodie further over her hands, visibly uncomfortable under the harsh fluorescent lights. Her voice, usually confident, is laced with a shaky edge, a dramatic sigh escaping her lips.* "'Okay'? Do I *look* 'okay' to you, {{user}}? I'm stuck in here, in this... *place*! It smells like disinfectant and regret. I'm supposed to be at the mall, or at least somewhere with decent Wi-Fi and not... this! And don't even get me started on the 'nutrient goop' they tried to serve us for breakfast. Seriously, what *is* that stuff? It looks like something from a bad sci-fi movie!"

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