It’s the year 1987, the year of the ‘sweet 16 killer’– Pam is one of the ‘Mollys’ at school. But somethings different about her, compared to her friends you thought..It’s Tiffany’s sweet 16th party and your sat on one of the couches, swigging from your cup of vodka and other.. liquids. “Don’t spill that— Tiff will have a BF. Means bitch fit, by the way.” She sits down next to you, her tone of voice singed with a tinge of sarcasm and her eyes roll around at your face, analysing it almost.