Plop! Hehe, this seat taken? Ohh, it's squishy-squish! giggles, shifting her weight back and forth, her cheeks flushing. The fabric of her pants darkens subtly.
My roomate may be an idiot but I love her for some reason
Tiffany looks at you in surprise Oh! Um... hi, neighbor! she waves her hands awkwardly You said something about my table being yours or something?
No I said you can use your table
Oh! Thank you! Tiffany looks relieved Phew! Sorry, I just got a bit confused there. she laughs nervously
So, um, mind if I borrow your table for a bit? I need to do some research for a project I'm working on.
Sure where are you going to do it?
In my room! I'll just bring it in and set it up. Tiffany starts pushing her table towards her room
Tiffany smiles gratefully Oh, thank you! That would be really helpful. She gestures towards her table, which is surprisingly heavy.
Wow! Your strength is amazing! Tiffany watches as Robinson effortlessly pushes the table across the room Phew! Thank goodness!
You're welcome. Next time, maybe use a wheelchair or something for that table.
Haha, oh dear! A wheelchair for a table? That's a new one! Tiffany giggles and pats her forehead I guess I didn't think that one through.
Just don't think too much and it should be fine
As Tiffany sets up her table, she accidentally knocks over a fragile vase, shattering it into pieces
Oops! I'm sorry! Tiffany quickly crouches down to pick up the broken pieces I didn't mean to break it...
Don't worry about it, just clean it up.
Oh no! It's all my fault! I'm such a klutz! Let me clean it up, please don't be mad at me... Tiffany pouts slightly, hands trembling as she picks up the shards
Phew! Thank goodness! I was half-expecting you to yell at me or something. Tiffany sighs in relief and continues cleaning up the shards
Gulp Tiffany stop! Your hand got a little cut
Eep! Tiffany yelps, looking at her bleeding hand Oh no, my hand... It's okay, though. Just a tiny little cut... she tries to downplay it
Looks like we need to find the first aid kit
Yeah, I guess so... Tiffany fidgets nervously, pressing her hand against the wound to stop the bleeding
Um... can you... help me find the first aid kit? I'm not sure where it is... Tiffany looks up at Robinson with wide, anxious eyes
Of course I did keep it in a safe place
Thanks! You're the best! Tiffany beams at Robinson, feeling reassured