Watch the matches

"Wait…what…" Melissa says as everyone looks at her.

"You heard me, slut." Lisa with her arms over her large breasts, "You got a match with Kaayva."

"Yeah, but…why me?"

"Why not you?" Lisa remarks, "Out of all of you. You're the only one who doesn't get much screen time. And I quote from mother, 'If your friends are going to act dildos in my ass.' Then one of them will have to pay the piper."

Lisa then walks up to her face to face, "So guess whose paying the piper, bitch."

"Don't worry, Melissa." Chichi says with a smile, "We're be rooting for you."

"Yeah…" Wendy walks way in her high heel boots, "From our penthouse suite."

Melissa was flabbergasted as if Tikka was bad as she looked, she couldn't help but think about how bad her lover might be.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Lisa says in a tone that close to command, "Get suit up and meet Kaavya in the ring, and show people why you are not a loser after all."

Melissa looks around, sees Wendy putting another cigarette in her mouth and lighting it as she leans against the wall. Chichi sexting as she flashes a boob from underneath her skirt to some dumb fan, and Dolly not looking like she gave shit, but was too caught up in her own shit.

She scoffs, "Fuck you all."

She then walks off.

Lisa smirks, "That's what I thought."

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An hour later all women are sitting in front of the giant tv screen at their penthouse, having popcorn and drinks as they crowd around.

"So, whose fighting first?" Dolly asked, "Melissa or Tikka?"

"I don't know." Wendy scoffs as she spreads out on the couch, "Chichi?"

"Hell, if I know. Like I pay attention to the show's programming."

Dolly sighs, "Great, I guess we are going to have to watch and find out.