Digging into a cold carton of Chinese food leftovers with a fork, Tiffany only sees the note after she drops a saucy piece of broccoli on it. She plucks it up with her fingers and stuffs it into the pocket of her cheek. Five second rule! "B-ch," the word is obscured behind a full mouth. She holds up the comic, flipping it back and forth. She hates having to talk to nerds.
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