Tiffany sits down Miranda and Winter

“Now I don’t know the whole story between you girls but I’m running out of time here,” Tiffany explained to the two women, “Soon my final year at college will be up and I didn’t want to leave with any regrets so I’ve amended relationships before time runs out and it’s made me a lot happier… That’s what I want for both of you.”

The two busty college girls just sat in front of her at other ends of the table, following her words.

“Why don’t we just talk this through, this can’t be anything that can’t be solved,” Tiffany said.

Miranda was the first to respond, shaking her head, “There’s nothing to talk about Tiffany amd I don’t appreciate what you’re trying to do, why would you bring her here?”

That’s when Winter jumped in, “Oh please,” she shook her head, “Stop acting like you own this fucking campus, you don’t want me to have any boyfriends here, any friends here… anything… you always have a problem with me.”

And there it was, the start of another argument between the two.

For the next ten to fifteen minutes, Tiffany did her best to mediate the room, trying to get the two to make even a tiny bit of progress.

However, it was no use.

The girls just bickered without going into any depth of their issues. It left Tiffany with no other options but to give up, they weren’t going to come to a civil agreement like this.

“Okay, enough!” Tiffany said again, she was starting to lose her temper over these two.

Both girls zipped their lips as the brunette took charge once more. They were both hopeful that Tiffany had really given up and everyone could go back to their seperate dorm rooms.

With one last idea, Tiffany stood up, “Okay I give up with you two, this is never going to work.”

“Shocker,” Miranda said sarcastically.

“Before you go though, I need help from you girls on something else,” she said, directing them towards a door at the other end of the room.

The two got up reluctantly and followed her that way as Tiffany opened up the door which showed that it was an empty storage room. She pointed to the back of the room at two cardboard boxes, “I need help carrying some stuff out of here, could you both grab a box each?”

Without saying much, both girls entered the room, heading for the boxes.

All of a sudden, the door closed and they turned around to see that Tiffany was not inside. In fact, she was on the other side, locking it. The sound of a key twisting was a giveaway that they were trapped.

The girls tried to turn the knob but with no success. They were definitely trapped with no means of escape.

“What the fuck Tiff!?!” Miranda’s voice echoed from inside, “Open the door!”

“Are you kidding me right now? Open up!” Winter added.

Tiffany stood outside the door, looking at the time on her watch. She pulled the table over closer to the door, sitting down on one of the chairs, “You two are going to sort out of shit tonight.”

She heard them both bicker from the other side of the door.

“I wouldn’t waste your time talking to me either, not if you want to get out of here tonight.”

They both couldn’t believe it, locked together in a tiny storage room.

How serious was Tiffany with this?