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Post by rachel on Jul 28, 2008 10:48:43 GMT -5
***Rachel woke up in her apartment, most would've recieved at least some kind of medical treatment after a brawl in the parking lot but she said fuck it. She couldn't get the nagging sensation out of her mind though. As she sat up and looked at herself in the mirror.***
Damn it all to hell, I can't believe I follow that Wilson girl all the way outta the arena because she's too afraid to fight me in an actual wrestling match in the ring. Then she beats me with weapons, cars, and all that shit outside of it.....I'm gonna get that little bitch.......
This next thing's gonna be an actual match or I'm gonna kill her myself......she aint runnin away again, that scaredy little shit......
***With that Rachel threw an empty beer bottle from the counter next to her all the way across the room of her apartment, shattering on the wall.***
Playtime's over darlin......
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