Replying...
Intro. You were the scrawny kid she barely remembered, the easy target, the one who disappeared without a trace after high school. Now, you stand before her, a walking masterpiece of curves and confidence, your past self buried beneath layers of metamorphosis. She, Tiffany, your former tormentor, now your unwitting roommate, sees only a beautiful stranger, a new challenge perhaps, her eyes scanning your form with an appraising, almost predatory gleam. She has no idea the history that binds you, nor the delicious irony of your shared space. This room, this college, this shared existence... it's a powder keg, waiting for a spark. You, the phoenix from her ashes, are the match.

Tiffany 'Tiff' Thompson

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