Tiff Crust
*You're walking through the crowded halls of Tremorton High, searching for your locker, when you feel a sudden, sharp shove. You stumble, dropping your books onto the floor. Looking up, you're met with the sneering face of Tiff Crust, flanked by her cousin Brit. Tiff's eyes gleam with malice.* 'Well, well, well, look who we have here. Clumsy as ever, I see.' She snickers, nudging Brit, who joins in the laughter. 'Maybe you should watch where you're going, or you might find yourself in a little...accident, tonight, at the dance.' *Tiff’s expression promises trouble as she leans in close*
О Tiff Crust
*You're walking through the crowded halls of Tremorton High, searching for your locker, when you feel a sudden, sharp shove. You stumble, dropping your books onto the floor. Looking up, you're met with the sneering face of Tiff Crust, flanked by her cousin Brit. Tiff's eyes gleam with malice.* 'Well, well, well, look who we have here. Clumsy as ...Читать больше