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@havocpersonified sent: do you still love me? //from any of my boys to Mariah!
❝ Really? Really? You’re really gonna ask me that? ❞ Green eyes were pierced at the Samoan, if looks could kill. ❝ All the shit we been through… ❞ Mariah started to yell then all of a sudden lowered her voice, ❝ …fuck. You make it hard not to love you, okay? Even though you don’t have time for me anymore, chief. ❞
@havocpersonified || continued from x.
Being the head seamstress, Luna had to go in and do measurements every single time for new gears. Sure, some could view it as a hassle, but not her. It was a way to interact with each and every wrestler, to get to know them and see what they like and disliked in their attires. But what made Joe so different from everyone else was the fact that Luna could subtly flirt with him and there was no weird interaction whatsoever. A small laugh escaped her lips upon hearing his comments before she shook her head. "Alright, you caught me." Was said as she pulled away for a moment to write down measurements. "I could use the same numbers from before, but where's the fun in that? You know I like seeing you up and close," she teased. "Besides, I know you well enough by now to know get bigger every time when I see you. You keep adding on muscle like it's nothing. Must be that Samoan blood."
