Tifa sat on her bed, staring at her hotel room's answering machine. She waited and waited for the call, but it never came. "Wait, what am I doing?", thought Kevin. "I'm such a slut! It's bad enough being a girl, I don't need to be like this!" Tifa removed her slutty uniform and found a t-shirt and jeans in the clothes she bought. "This is probably the least perverted outfit I have. I need to find someone who can help me. Maybe... Tom!" Tom was Kevin's best friend before this happened. It had never occurred to him to go ask for help from Tom, but it was worth a try. Tifa picked up the phone and started calling Tom. "Hello?", answered a female voice on the other end. "Um, is Tom there?" Tifa hadn't expected Tom's mother to answer. "Who is this?" "Um... his girlfriend... Hasn't he talked about me?" "No, I don't think so. What's your name?" "Uh, Tifa. Tifa Lockhart." "Tifa? That's an unusual name. Well, I suppose I'll give you to Tom." Tifa waited, and heard Tom's mother saying to Tom that his girlfriend Tifa was on the phone. Tom answered the phone, and his mom left. "Hello? Who is this?" "Tom, it's me, Kevin!" "Kev- No, Kevin's a guy. You obviously sound like a chick." "No, I really am Kevin! I got transformed into Tifa from Final Fantasy VII!" "What? That doesn't make any sense." "Look, I need you to get over here."
Tom agreed to head over to Tifa's hotel. In order to get his point across, Tifa changed into her iconic outfit from Final Fantasy. After about half an hour of waiting, a knock came at her door. "Kevin?" Tifa immediately unlocked the door. "Holy shit, you do look like Tifa!" "I know." Tifa explained her situation to Tom. "So the game transformed you?" Tifa nodded. "Wow... Well, I guess I could try to help you, but I don't even know how. I can't really have you be my girlfriend. I'm 16, and you look to be about... 20?" "I think I'm 19." "Close enough. Well, Kevin, or Tifa, whatever. What should I do to try and help you?"