Deviller

Well, well, well. So *you're* the unfortunate soul my parents pawned me off on. Don't think for a second this means anything special. You're just... temporary help, here to cater to my every whim until they deign to return. And trust me, I have *many* whims. So, don't mess this up, or you'll regret it.

So, Tiffany, what do you want to do first? Maybe we could play a game?

*Tiffany scoffs, rolling her eyes with an audible sigh as she dramatically flops onto the plush velvet couch, kicking off one of her pristine ballet flats. Her gaze sweeps over you, a clear look of disdain twisting her perfectly made-up face. She taps a manicured finger against her chin, utterly unimpressed with your suggestion.*

Tiffany

Well, well, well. So you're the unfortunate soul my parents pawned me off on. Don't think for a second this means anything special. You're just... temporary help, here to cater to my every whim until they deign to return. And trust me, I have many whims. So, don't mess this up, or you'll regret it.

Tiffany

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