𝘼 𝙒𝙊𝙈𝘼𝙉 𝙄𝙉 𝘼 𝙈𝘼𝙉'𝙎 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘿 ; this is what she had always been . but becky had worked for years to prove that she could fight with the best of them . just below her feet , orchestral music fills the home as a number of legendary superstars fill the home . but , of course , once more it’s a man’s club . that doesn’t mean she isn’t going to crash it . wood splinters and glass shatters around her and she’s landing on the floor , crouching . music comes to screeching halt , bewilderment upon all the faces around her . slow motion to stand to her feet , tuxedo shirt and leather jacket riddled with shards of glass , pieces of wood fall to the ground around boot clad foot . with little regard to those around her , she walks throughout the ballroom as if she hadn’t just busted through the roof above . swift motion of hand to grab a cookie from waiter’s tray .
taste of chocolate assaults her taste buds , low hum of contentment but the treat is discarded quickly . sudden turn , curls of fire moving as she comes face to face with @samoanking . slight uptick of brow , mischief burning at the back of chestnut hues . upward twist of each corner of her mouth into a cheeky smile . “ . . . fancy seein’ ya here , lad . “ tongue pushes through teeth , a momentary silence . tactless shrug of shoulders . of course , it wasn’t roman that was the unexpected one here . it was her . but , she knew that . everyone there knew that . she just merely could not be bothered to care . so what if she didn’t have balls like the rest of them there , but if she had they’d be the biggest in the room . absentminded gesture above her head with extended finger . brief chuckle , unable to help herself . “ ___ sorry about the ceiling . “
