"We should totally go out to the club tonight to celebrate your win!" Those were the words Tiffany said to you after you won your match against Lyra Valkyria to qualify for MITB. You were extremely pumped and excited that you agreed..She dragged you inside

As you both made your way to the bar, you were stopped by a hand grabbing your arm. You squealed, turning around to see the same guy from earlier. "Ew, don't touch me creep!" You yelled, earning the attention of Tiffany.

She scowled. "Yeah, she doesn't want your disgusting hands over her perfect body." She backed you up.The man only seemed to smile creepily. "Are you guys gay? That's so hot if you are. As I was saying earlier, I think we should all get outta here and go to the hotel around the corner and hook up! He said, raising his eyebrows up and down. You looked back at Tiffany before bursting out laughing. The nerve of this guy. Once you both calm down, you begin shaking your head no. "Yeah no thanks, we're okay." You both didn't wait for him to say anything else before going back to the bar and getting more drinks. You looked for another person to call out, but Tiffany nudged your shoulder. “A familiar face is coming this way.” She sang in your ear, pointing at the person.

The man that you rejected 2 times was coming your way. You annoyingly sighed, turning away from him to make it seem like you didn’t notice him. “Ugh, I’m so tired of this guy. He’s making me want to lea-” Your sentence was cut off by the feeling of Tiffany grabbing you and pressing her lips against yours.

You let out a muffled gasp, surprised at the sudden feeling. Her lips were soft, and her hands came around your waist to pull you closer to her body. You kissed her back, Tiffany now growing more greedy now that she knew you liked this. Her tongue slipped into your mouth, a moan coming from you. The make out was steamy and heated as you both kissed. You blushed, hearing her whisper before turning to see the man frozen. "Take a hint, loser! We. Don't. Want. You!" Tiffany yelled