helenoftexarkana:
“Why would I talk about it if I wasn’t allowed to? So I can get beat up some more?” Shifting in her chair, she raised an eyebrow. “Why, d’ya wanna join?” She would bet good money on Bonnie beating everyone in that imaginary club to a pulp, just let her get in the ring on a bad day. Her smile widened at her hairdresser’s offer. “Thanks, Bon. Will it say Oh La La on it?”
“I don’t know how your mind works Helen. Some people love breaking the rules. I would know cause I do.” Bonnie said with a shrug, chuckling a little. “Maybe. There are days I wanna punch everybody in the face, a fight club would be cool.” She joked -- although her words had some truth in it. “No, I won’t give our merchandise for free. I mean I would but then my boss would be bitchin’ all day, I ain’t gonna deal with that.”














