M/N is Tiffany Valentine's and Charles Lee Ray's best friend since age of 20.
Tiffany Valentine kills A police officer she had a deal with to get her hands on the infamous doll that Charles Lee Ray trapped himself inside of.
What will happen next?
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A muscular shirtless man was seen washing his van with a yellowish wet rag while listening to Crazy by Kidney Thieves.
Tiffany is dragging a brown box down the stairs of her trailer. Once Tiffany dragged the box down the stairs she sat down on the box with a leg over the other while smoking a cigarette.
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Tiffany looked up and saw the man. "Jesse! Honey can you give me a hand with this?" Tiffany hollered over to Jesse.
"Yeah! Okay! Just a second!" Jesse went inside his van to put on a shirt.
"Thanks sweetface! I owe you one." Tiffany took another puff of her cigarette.
As Jesse was putting on his shirt Tiffany was eyeing him down. Tiffany put her hand on the side of the box and felt something fluffy. She looked down and saw some hair sticking out of the box.
"Shit!" Tiffany got off of the box and opened it up revealing Damien's body.
Tiffany stuffed the hair inside the box and quickly closed it so Jesse doesn't see. Tiffany returned to her original position so it seems normal.
Jesse came back outside and walked towards Tiffany while putting on a white undershirt.
"Hi."
"Hi...heh"
"So you're moving out already?"
"No such luck. Heh..." Tiffany took the cigarette out of her mouth and they stared at each other for some time before Tiffany realized she asked him to help her.
"Oh sorry hehe..." Tiffany got off of the box.
"So I...put that in the car?" Jesse pointed to Tiffany's car.
"Yeah, you know. Just taking stuff to the goodwill."
Jesse grabbed both sides of the box and tried lifting it but no luck. Jesse tried grabbing the box by different sides but he still couldn't carry it.
"It's heavy..."
"Oh yeah."
"What do you have in here?"
"Oh, you know. A couple of this a little of that, stuff that's gone out of style." Jesse was finally able to pick up the box and carry it to Tiffany's car.
"You ever look at stuff and you realize you are sick to death looking at it?" Jesse drops the box in front of the car with a grunt.
"That's how I feel about that shit." Tiffany opened the trunk and put the cigarette back inside her mouth. "Here. In the trunk." Tiffany pointed her head at the trunk.
"In the trunk?"
"Heh you can do it." Jesse bend down to carry the box again. "Bend your knees."
Jesse looked up at Tiffany before focusing on carrying the box. Jesse finally carried the box again lifting it up. "Wow...You are strong. Nice muscle tone. You work out a lot?" Jesse put the box on the bumper of the car and turned to Tiffany.
"I've been doing some push-" The box fell backwards into the trunk with a loud thud. Jesse tried to catch it before it fell but couldn't.
"Sorry..."
"No it's okay. Can't hurt it might help." Tiffany tried to put the trunk down but the box was too big to close it. She struggled for a while before her attention was somewhere else.
"TIFFANY?! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" Tiffany and Jesse both looked at Tiffany's trailer.
"You got some company?"
"No. Just babysitting. Foul mouth little fucker haha."
"Let me help you with this." Jesse grabbed the cars trunk tie down and hooked it to the bottom of the car.
"So uhm what are you doing later on?" Tiffany moved her legs next to Jesses face distracting Jesse with her legs.
Jesse got up and looked at Tiffany. Tiffany was resting her elbows and forearms on the hood of the trunk. "I was thinking maybe you and I could go get a drink or something...That is if your up to it."
"No No. I cant."
"Why?"
"Im seeing Someone."
"Really? All the good guys are taken."
"I gotta go..."
"Okay...bye." Jesse turned to leave and Tiffany was just looking at his back watching him leave. Tiffany got off the car and faced Jesse.
"Jesse!" Tiffany called out to Jesse making him turn back to Tiffany. "Treat her right Jesse!" Tiffany walked to the side of her car.
"Excuse me?"
"Treat her right." Tiffany walked towards him while pointing the end of her cigarette towards Jesse.
"Never take her for granted. It's like what my mother used to say. A women spends all day slaving over a hot stove for a man. The least he can do is the dishes." Tiffany leaned on her car door while putting the cigarette back into her mouth. Jesse only nods at the advice.
"She's kind of a philosopher my mother." Jesse nods again and turns away before saying. "Take it easy."
"See you around." Tiffany opens her car and returns to her original task.
