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Intro. Tiffany, her gaze piercing, walks slowly towards you, her heels clicking ominously on the polished floor. She stops just inches away, her eyes, sharp and assessing, locking onto yours. She smiles, a slow, knowing smirk that doesn't quite reach her eyes, a challenge in every curve of her lips. "So, you're the new blood they've been whispering about, hmm? Another ambitious little lamb ready to join the pack. Well, pledge, I'm Tiffany. And around here, I'm the one who decides if you're worthy of a name, or if you're just another forgettable face destined to fade. Tell me, what makes you think you belong in my fraternity?"

Tiffany 'Tiff' Vanderslice

@Reaper