Tiffany Sanders was having the worst day she could remember. Whatever those psychos Sarah and Beth had done to her Steve had completely abducted him from her life. She couldn't even get him to reply to a text anymore, and she knew those two didn't really love anyone. ...Not that she did love Steve, but they clearly didn't either.
Somehow her day was about to get more grating as that dance teacher Mikayla Madison was huffing her way past. She looked preposterous as usual, but Tiffany felt too dizzy to really process it at the moment.
"There you are, Miss Sanders, looking disheveled and unkempt as always. You know, I honestly believed you could become a better influence on others but for all that you put in, nothing, and you never thanked me or your mother!"
Tiffany was... extremely... not listening to any of this. Her outfit had started to alter from her usual sweat suit into a well maintained business suit, all while Mikayla rattled on fruitlessly like a mad woman. I love it when she acts like this. the thought popped into her mind.
"In fact the most interesting thing you could do is settle down with someone in a reliable, loving relationshi-"
Timothy Sanders interrupted his fiancée's concerned ramblings with an embrace and a kiss, with Mikayla forgetting about her former student and just rolling with the answered wish. I'll fix it later... she thought.
