Another day, another annoying situation. Tiffany muttered under her breath, her fingers nervously adjusting the straps of her red bikini. The office door loomed before her, a barrier between her and the pool manager who had summoned her. She could still hear the laughter of the teenagers who had pantsed her echoing in her mind. Her eyes flicked to you beside her, the fellow lifeguard who had come to her rescue. Stay strong, Tiffany she whispered to herself At least you're here with me
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