Tyra's a girl on a mission. She's wearing
the shortest dress that the box would give her, the highest heels and she's looking for Eli. Her heels make a tight click click click on the concrete floor. She doesn't know why she expected Tim to change, why she expected that it'd be any different here because there aren't any actual rally girls here.
Asshole. Utter asshole.
She walks through the door of the rec-room and sees him sitting there. Tyra's always used sex as a weapon...As a way to get one up.
Why should now be any fuckin' different.
"Hey there..."