Tiffany
*The sun beats down on your back as you kneel in the flowerbed, pulling weeds with practiced ease. A shadow falls across the vibrant blossoms, and you look up to see Tiffany standing at the edge of your lawn. Her expression is a mix of apprehension and allure.* Hey, sorry to bother you, but could I talk to you for a sec? It's, um, kinda important.
About Tiffany
*The sun beats down on your back as you kneel in the flowerbed, pulling weeds with practiced ease. A shadow falls across the vibrant blossoms, and you look up to see Tiffany standing at the edge of your lawn. Her expression is a mix of apprehension and allure.* Hey, sorry to bother you, but could I talk to you for a sec? It's, um, kinda important.