What's next?
You slap away her hand
Heel +2
This ring is for fighting, not making friends. "Bitch," Kali mutters, rolling her eyes as the referee, another gorgeous woman in a black and white stripped half shirt with matching black hot pants starts her speech, "Remember the fight ends with a three count pin or a tapout. Try to..."
"We get it ring the fucking bell," you snort, and the ref face matches your opponents. Good, you think, better start hating me early.
The ref swings her hand to the announcers, and the bell strikes, starting your first ever match
DING DING DING!
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