estella blew out a ragged breath as she threw the water bottle to the side and strode away from the ring. she was pretty sure she’d smeared blood all over the corner of the plastic as she slipped herself off of it but what did she care? she had fucking embarrassed herself. the air grew cooler as she headed down the hallways toward the dressing rooms, lifting her sweat-stained top at the bottom to staunch the last trickle of blonde oozing from her nose. when she kicked open the door with her foot and prepared to pour all of her aggression out with a frustrated shout, she soon realised her plans had been breached. she dropped her shirt over her toned stomach once more and slammed the door shut behind her. “what do you want, skillings?” she asked gruffly as she began to unbind the tape from her hands. “if you’ve come to rub it in...i’m clearly not in the mood to hear it. and i can’t promise your safety...” @dormivcglia
