You had been living with your female friends for YEARS. Tori had been gone for at least 4 years. You were hanging out with your friends on the couch when you heard somebody stagger through the front door, bags hitting the walls. You walked to the door to see who it was, only to see Tori Larsson staring back at you. She barely changed. The most noticeable change was that her black hair was now brown. She dropped her bags and put her arm around your shoulder.

“Hello old friend!”

Tori spoke.