#badxleather

--- SMS --- Nate [ sent ] I am 100% bored. [ sent ] What are you doing? [ sent ] Please tell me you can come cure my boredom. / @boundlesssxuls liked my sc.

❛ --- just makin’ sure. ❜ her own shoulders shrug and she finds herself rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. eyes looking up at ta/mina, lips pursing for a moment. ❛ we’re still besties, right ?? ❜

     “You and Nia have made a huge mistake messing with Beth and now, you’re           going to deal with me. I always knew you were a bully but you have gone              too far. The Di/vas are Do/om are back, and we are going to destroy                                                               you both.”

               Tamina lets out a small smile at the woman in front of her, stretching slightly to try and regain her breath back. She’s been away on ‘injury’ for so long that she’s forgotten the burn of working out, of getting between those ropes, but when Becky asked her to help her out, especially since she was becoming a tweener/heel, ‘Mina jumped at the chance. But bein’ in the ring again, it made Tamina realize just how much she missed wrestling, missed the other females and it made her hope against all hope that the WWE called her back in soon. Letting out a small chuckle, the Samoan woman shakes her head at Becky. “Nah, I ain’ hurt. Jus’ rememberin’ what it’s like in the ring an’ missin’ it.” / @lasskickcr originally posted this.

               She had gotten so damn closed for a shot, she thinks, frown on her face as she grabs the nearest towel. She always gets so damn closed, she realizes, nearly winning a shot for the title time after time. She didn’t know how much of this she could take, didn’t know if she could handle being forgotten so much once again. / open to mutuals.

— SMS— Nathan[ sent ] Eeek! Uh, these….[ sent ] These weren’t for me right?[ sent ] I will delete immediately if that’s the case. / @boundlesssxuls sent my muse an accidental nude (accepting)

[text - sent]: hey gurl, how ya been?[text - sent]: don’t think i have forgotten about you because that will NEVER happen.[text - sent]: how’s it going?