ReAction -- Primetime 12-31-12

[Xion Zeros]

This week's topics:

Note: For this week ONLY, feel free to go back to the previous ReAction topic for the PPV if you haven't done anything for that event or ReAction on those topics here. Your choice, I'm keeping both topics open. Also, since this show featured only one match and entirely segments, you are all welcome to continue your reflections on 2012 and goals for the New Year here if you didn't get anything in on time to be featured on the show.

• Thanks to the fiendish intentions of a spiteful Lise Starr, she literally handed Women's Champion Mei Long the crown of Best Champion of 2012. How are the reigning TV and World Heavyweight Champions coping with their loss that they both suffered tonight?
  
  
• CM Punk has had some choice words for several individuals on the GZWA roster tonight, namely his proteges -- Tia Brooks and Dean Maddoxxx. What do they have to say to their mentor?
  
  
• The battle lines have been drawn between Justice and Carnage. Who will be first to launch the next attack?
  
  

(Remember this topic is NOT just limited to these points, newcomers feel free to "react" on the events of this most recent GZWA program and/or introduce your characters in-character if you're a debuting Superstar/Diva and didn't appear in the most recent show results.)

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[Heartbreaker]

Another bad night for Lise Starr who was looking to get some revenge over Mei Long but accidently ended up giving her a massive win and caused her to become 2012’s Best Champion of GWZA. After the show ended, Lise was quickly making her way out of the halls. Unfortunately the Reaction crew caught up with her. Her goal of avoiding them failed.

“Lise, some words about tonight?”

While shaking her head, Lise Starr continued walking fast.

“Thoughts on Mei Long beco-”

“SHUT UP!”

After blasting those two words at the cameraman, she stopped walking.

“I had another bad night and do you really think I wanna talk? Bug off…”

Flashing a quick glare, Lise Starr returned to walking and left the arena.

[❤Rose❤]

After the show is over Amanda still is drunk and high and she stumble back into the direction of the parking lot. She has beaten down Katie and for a moment she has felt good, but that's over now and she feels empty again. A camera team follows her and she turns around for a moment.

~Amanda~
Dont ASK me why I did this, cuz I don't know

She looks into the camera without any emotions in her ruined face, but then she grins.

~Amanda~
No, I know why I did it, I love to see others in pain, I love to injure them and I love it that my stupid sister will be pissed. Shall all these sluts go to hell.

Then she turns around and walks off.

[Brandon]

Genesis walks to the back after the Main Event was over. Carrying the title in his left hand. He was beyond agitated and annoyed at the outcome of this match-up.

Genesis: You call it a Triple Threat match. I call it a 2-on-1 Handicap Match. This is beyond the biggest pile of bullshit I have ever dealt with. There's a reason I took AJ Styles out earlier tonight. To not only get the added advantage in this handicap predicament I was going to be facing. But to also send him a clear cut message. That the feud between AJ and myself will never end as long as I am still breathing air. He has what I want the most. The GZWA World Heavyweight Championship. A title that will someday be mine very soon.

Speaking of titles, I love how we dictate our 2012 Best Champion by one match *sarcasm*. Mei Long is a terrific wrestler in her own right. But let's be honest. She never would've beaten me without her boyfriend. Hell, AJ Styles can barely hang with me out there alone. Much less with a helping hand. If you truly wanna dig deeper into the 'Best Champion' category. I've been TV Champion for 9 months and counting. 2-time TV Champion at that. Week after week, when called out. I defended this belt and defeated everyone that stepped in front of me. I am SICK and TIRED of being overshadowed and overlooked by "Sports Entertainers". This is Wrestling, W-R-E-S-T-L-I-N-G! How ironic is it, that the man who originally bitched and moaned about the shitty reality of the wrestling business. Is now the biggest "Entertainer" in this company? The man I'm obviously referring to is CM Punk.

All he's been doing is running around throwing out one pot shot and insult. In my eyes, Punk. You're shooting blanks. Hell son, you're the reason condoms come with a warning label, because you're an accident waiting to happen. The bastard child that no parent would ever want. Why do you think your Father was a deadbeat drunk? Why do you think your Mother never gave a damn about you? Because whether you're Phill Brooks or CM Punk. You're completely worthless and in 6 months at Slammiversary. I'm going to do what your parents should've done right from the start and that's put you right out of your misery. Without Genesis, you have no lifeline in this company. You have nothing left to give, much less to offer in this business. So I'm going to do what should've been done before, and send your ass packing once and for all.

Let's get a few things straight:

I'm the "Best Wrestler in the World" not CM Punk. Hell you can't even call yourself the Best MANAGER in the World. When you 'manage' a complete and total loser like Dean Maddoxxx. Making that claim alone is a slap in the face and an insult to guys like Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan and Jimmy Hart or even the late "Sensational" Sherri Martel.

I'm the "Best Wrestler on the Microphone". When I get a microphone in my hands. I am untouchable. When I speak, the world listens. I'm not in the business to drop 'Pipe Bombs'. Instead, I speak the truth and tell the world what they need to hear. Not what they WANT to hear.

Hell, I'm even more "entertaining" (yep, there's that word again), on commentary. You might as well kick The Three Stooges to the curb. Francine, Carter & Professor need to take a hike and get a real job where they can show there true lack of talent. Francine can go back to swinging on poles for $5 tips and free hand jobs. Carter can go to clubs in a piss-poor attempt at being funny. Professor can go back to being just a loser and a statistic with absolutely no value.

When all is said and done. You might as well rename Prime-Time to My-Time. As far as I'm concerned. This company is my stage, and I'm the real 'Whole F'N Show' from top to bottom. Whether I'm the underestimated and overlooked Television Champion. Or the future World Heavyweight Champion. It makes no difference whether it's all painted in black or white. It's all the same shade of gray, because Genesis will always be the King of this company and the wrestling world.

Learn to live with it.
Learn to love it!"

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Genesis walks off afterwards, as the camera's switch over to the next GZWA Superstar.[/center]

[Kayda Erikson]

After being helped by referees out of the ring, up the ramp, and backstage for the second time since Final Encounter, AJ Styles finally agrees to be examined by a medical trainer. He sits down on the bench, takes the GZWA Heavyweight Championship off his waist, and sets it next to him. A knock on the door causes AJ to look up and find the ReAction crew standing in the door frame. Even though he really isn't in the mood to be interviewed, he knows that they're expecting a statement.

Once again, AJ, you've got a target on your back --

Tell me something I don't already know, I've had a target on my back since I've earned this championship.

The Phenomenal One is usually not one to let things bother him, but with his name being tossed around tonight by several guys in the back, he's got plenty on his plate. In addition, he knows that he was just a few seconds away from being attacked once again by The Voluptuous Vixen, Justice after his match.

Just in the last month, I've been in two brutal matches. I'm beaten, bruised, banged up, but I'm still GZWA Heavyweight Champion.

He motions to the championship on the bench next to him. The trainer walks in, and AJ stands up to move to the exam table. His face contorting in a pained expression as he moves. The interviewer takes the break in AJ's thought to continue the questions.

Double S and Carnage called you out as their target in the New Year, your response?

My response to them is the same as it was last week and the same as it will be as long as I'm champion. If the quote unquote 'Superior God' thinks he deserves a title shot, I'm not going to tell him that he can't have one. That's not my job in this company. What I will tell him is that I'm not scared to face him, and I'm sure as hell not scared to put the gold on the line. I've dealt with Double S before, and I'm not afraid of him or anyone else. I'm just glad that he finally grew a set and decided to step out into his own. Shia, you name the time and place, and I'll show up and deal with you like I should have done when you first came into the company.

Carnage, I heard your words loud and clear. I have a lot on my plate right now, but I respect you. I also appreciate you helping to balance the scales tonight before Justice was able to attack me again after my match. So, I'll make you a deal. Once I have some room on my plate, I'll see to it that you get a one on one match against me.

AJ steps off the exam table, his midsection now wrapped up. He grabs the GZWA Heavyweight Championship, places it on his right shoulder and starts walking out of the trainer's room.

AJ, what about the accusations that were implied by Genesis and have been going around for the last few weeks in regards to your involvement with management?

Styles stops mid-step before turning to address the final question.

All that was implied by Genesis is that he's bitter because he realizes that Mei Long isn't just some supermodel who woke up one morning and decided she wanted to be in this business. She's a wrestler, who worked hard to earn what she's gotten, and continues to work hard each and every night to prove why she's Women's Champion.

As far as these so called accusations, I'll deal with those next Primetime.

[Xion Zeros]

Newly hired GZWA Interviewer Eden Stiles approaches CM Punk as he returned backstage shortly after the end of tonight's broadcast.

CM Punk: Out of my way, before I find a reason to make you cry too.

Eden Stiles holds her ground and asks, "Several members of the Divas locker room and the GZWA Nation have expressed that you may have gone a bit too far tonight."



CM Punk looks perplexed has he holds up air quotes for emphasis, "You've got to be kidding. Me? Going too far? Please. Allow me to enlighten with a few examples of going too far...

1. Genesis went too far that oh-so-fateful night he decided to NOT to wear a condom...

2. Cody Rhodes went too far when had the brilliant idea to call you his girlfriend.

3. Dixie Carter went too far when she hired Hulk Hogan's daughter...

4. Vince McMahon went too far when he had awesome XFL idea...

5. Justice went too far when she decided to go with that size implants...

6. Christopher Daniels went too far when decided to marry Tina Angel...

7. Raven went too far when she thought that red animal that she is calling her hair looked good...

8. John Cena went too far when he thought he would be main eventing PPVs here in GZWA...

9. Beth Phoenix went too far when she thought no one would find out about those scrap-ons in her luggage...

10. Kanye West went too far when he got Tia Brooks pregnant..."

Eden Stiles corrects him, "I thought that was Kim Kardashian..."

"Oh, my bad. Common mistake. When you put those two no talent airheads side by side, I can guarantee you that there's not a person in this arena who could tell them apart.

That filth is as good as dead to me..."

Eden Stiles attempts to change the subject, "How do you feel about Mei Long becoming the Best Champion of 2012?"

CM Punk rolls his eyes, "That was a fluke win just like Genesis avoiding all of the landmines in his way at Final Encounter and retaining the Television Championship. I'm sure Lise Starr would have came to her senses if she came to the show sober..."

Eden Stiles looks confused as Punk shoves her aside, "Wait, Punk, what are you talking about?"

She looks confused as CM Punk walks off camera, ending this interview abruptly.

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OOC:Credit goes to Bree for posting her part in




After the end of the 2012 came to a close we see Randy Orton somewhat in a good mood of what he done.Just as he tried everything he could to avoid the camera crew they spotted him a few feet away.Randy takes a deep breath folding his hands

Randy Orton:Go ahead,let's get this over with...

He says obviously not in the mood right now but then again Orton hasn't been the talkative type

C-Man:Randy...why did you do what you did to John?The last time you did the RKO was when he came to the company...are you giving us a hint at something?

He asked which made Orton take a deep breath shaking his head no

Randy Orton;Man,you guys get the wrong impression don't you?Look,the reason i did what i done,it's because Cena got on my damn nerves.You heard what he said out there you'd probably wanna hit him to am i right?

He asked which made the interviewer nod in agreement

C-Man:Okay,but Cena made a point,everybody in this back wants the same goal you do to be champion in the near future.Are you taking Cena's advice and going into a different route?

He asked which made Randy think about his question for a little bit.Even though part of him knew Cena was right which he rarely admits

Randy Orton:Look,i know everybody has the same thing on there mind in being the best at what they do.I respect that.Im a 10 year veteran in this business.Sure,i've gotten everything and more i wanted in this business and more.So...what?Im supposed to drop everything to let a new rookie take my place after everything i put into my 10 year run?

He says taking a pause before shaking his head

Randy Orton:i've put blood,sweat and tears into this business and i've got squat since i arrived.It's time to take matters into my own hands...

C-Man:What do you mean by that?

He asked as Randy looks at him with a smirk forms on his face before ending the interview by walking away without answering the question as it fades.


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After his RKO we see Cene getting checked out by the backstage personal's as for the past few minutes passing all the doc's test for any signs of Concussion.After getting the okay to leave.John gets off the bench and walks out of the room as he was spotted by the camera crew.He chuckles shaking his head



John Cena:You guys can't get enough can't you?Alright...ask away

He says placing one hand on his hip waiting for the first question

C-Man:First off,how are you feeling?After what Randy did to you out there?

He asked which made John chuckle a bit as he takes a deep breath before shrugging his shoulders

John Cena:Better than i can be i guess....luckily doc says im okay to compete on the new Primetime of 2013

C-Man:We asked Orton earlier if you two are going to duke it out in 2013?But we like to hear from you are you open for another future feud with Randy?

John Cena:Man,im always ready to fight you should know that about me by now.I've been in this business for 10 years guys....i never back down from a challenge and i don't intent to start....so,whoever wants to take me out in the new year im ready for anything boys....you want me come get me i'll see ya when i see ya



John says walking away from the camera just in time to see Tina Angel making her way down the stairs by getting distracted by something and almost loses her balance as she takes a tumble just in time for John to catch her in his arms just before she nearly fell to the ground

John Cena:Whoa,Tina...you alright?

John asked as Tina opens her eyes thinking it was her fiancee Daniels but to her surprise it was her long-time friend John Cena who caught her.Tina takes a second to recover looking at his surroundings before nodding her head

Tina Angel:Y-Yeah,i think so...thanks Johnny....

Tina says as John standed up to help Tina up to her feet but as Tina stood on her foot she groans in pain which John had to held onto her waist

John Cena:Did you sprain you ankle?

Tina Angel:Yeah,i think i did falling down those stairs...you mind helping me?I just wanna make sure?

John Cena:Of course...since you can't walk obviously you want me to carry you?

Tina Angel:I think that would be better...thanks again John

Tina says as John Cena nods his head.Tina wraps her arms around John's neck as he scoops her up in his arms and walks back to the trainer room

Meanwhile, Christopher Daniels is pacing back and forth in his locker room with his cell phone pressed up against his ear. After a few seconds, he sighs as the voicemail picks up again.

Tina, it's Chris. This is the third time I've called and this time, it went straight to voicemail. We've got plans tonight, remember? Call me back.

He clicks the button to hang up, and just as he does, he sees John Cena walking by his open locker room door with Tina Angel in his arms.

What the --

He tosses his cell phone into his gym bag, before hopping over the bench and into the hallway.

Hey!

They continue walking, as Daniels starts immediately getting angry at the sight of his fiancee in the arms of Cena. He stomps over to them, cutting them off in their tracks.

Hey, Johnny! I'm talking to you! Get your hands off Tina right this fu--

Just before Daniels drops an F bomb, Tina cuts him off.

Tina Angel:Chris!....calm down alright

John Cena:Tina's right man...it's not what it looks like

John says trying to convince Daniels nothing is going on between the two of them. Daniels eyes him suspiciously.

I don't give a damn what it looks like. No one touches Tina but me.

Tina Angel:Babe,I sprained or at least I think I sprained my ankle walking down those stupid steps in these shoes and John caught me.Since I can't stand on my ankle John offered to carry me to get checked out ....that is the truth

Tina says wondering why Daniels is acting like this as he never had before.Both John and Tina look at him wondering if he believe them or not. Daniels takes a quick peek down at Tina's ankle, before lightly touching it, putting a little more pressure in certain spots.

Does this hurt?

As he's examining Tina's ankle, he glares at Cena.While Daniels examins the ankle Tina winces in pain on the spots he touched

I'm sure it's truth, Tina. I've seen the heels you wear. What I want to know is why this fruity pebble's got his hands all over you?

John gives Daniels a look before rolling his eyes from the comment he said

John Cena:"Fruity Pebble?" How cute Chris.Taking acting lessons from Dwayne Johnson's course are we?I thought you of all people would be orignal man

Tina Angel:John,it's not worth it.Chris I can't believe you of all people would accuse me of cheating on you.I maybe a hell of a lot of things but a cheater isn't one of them.John lets go...we're finished here

Tina says disappointed at Chris for thinking the worst which made John nod his head walking away as Tina watches a puzzled,confused Daniels watching in the distance as it fades

[Xion Zeros]

OOC: TONS of thanks to Tia Brooks, Katie Matthews, and Morgan Davis' handlers for this joint effort. As you can all see, we had a blast with this.

Having just seeing the events transpire on the monitor, Mariah quickly exits her office and manages to stop Tia Brooks in the corridor. Tears were still streaming down her face and Mariah quickly invited her into her office to sit down onto the couch.

Mariah comforts her and hands her a box of tissues, “We all know how much of a verbally abusive jerk Punk can be, but that was totally uncalled for. Tia, are you going to be alright?”

Tia wipes her tears with the tissues and then blows her nose.

“Excuse my manners. Looking back at it all, I might have deserved it. I won't get mad if you ladies had some choice words for me too. I am a horrible person. As you see, I can’t be trusted, but I did mean what I said out there. You guys have been wonderful friends to me lately even though I was so close from ruining that also.” Tia starts to cry again. “Unless I have already done that as well?”

Mariah shook her head, “I can’t speak for Morgan and Katie, but what you sacrificed out there proved to me that you can be trusted. To say that you wouldn’t fall in line and do everything that Punk commands like the rest of his sheep and decided that you rather have REAL friends instead, spoke volumes to me, Tia. When we first met on the indies those many years ago, I meant what I said. I totally respect you - in and out of the ring. You’re never going to lose that from me.”

Tia wipes more tears away and hugs Mariah.

“Thanks MiMi, and I have nothing but respect for you as well. It was stupid of me in the first place to have even came up with the idea. I was just falling into another one of his traps like I always had. But this time, I learned how to finally say no. But what still hurts me behind all of this that Punk was one of the people who got me to where I am today. He trusted me and took me under his wing. But lately, he hasn’t been the same guy that I use to know. I too have been something that I wasn’t lately and again, I am sorry to you and the girls. I just hope they can forgive me too.”

Mariah pats her on the back and urges her to dry her tears, “I forgive you, Tia. I know it’s hard to stay on the ‘right’ path in this business and it’s easy to lose your way. Like when you allowed the glory of being the Women’s Champion go to your head, I still had faith in you. Just like how my sister, Amanda, finds a hundred and one ways to screw up her life, I stay confident that she will come to her senses in due time.”


Around the corner from the two are quick tapping sounds, raising in volume. Once the sound reached its peak towards the girls, their heads raised up to see another easily recognizable individual, The Georgia Peach, still wearing her black dress that she wore in the interviewing session. Her eyes, however, are stern and rather serious. From what she gathered tonight at Primetime, she became well aware of what her newly developed friend had intended on doing, and she’s confronting her on it.

“Hey ya’ll...”, Morgan says in a tone deeper than usual.

Mariah pats the seat on the couch next to them as she releases her warm embrace with Tia. “Hey girl, c’mon in and make yourself at home.”

“Glad that you’re here, Tia.” Morgan quickly comments after sitting down on the end of the couch next to Tia. She pulls her dress downwards, so she wouldn’t reveal anything. Not that she hasn’t revealed anything on national television anyways.

Tia turns her attention to Morgan. “Hi Morgan, you don’t look too happy with me. Look, if it is about what I revealed earlier tonight, I am sorry. Truly, I am. You don’t have to believe me, but you have every reason not to.”

“You know what, Tia?”, Morgan asks before opening her matching black snake-skinned purse on her lap.

Mariah looks curious to what Morgan is reaching for and adds, “Morgan, go easy on her. We already had our doubts about Katie prior to Final Encounter and she managed to show us all that her heart was in the right place. I think tonight proved that Tia’s is with us one hundred percent too. There’s no need to be pulling out that knife or pistol you keep in that dufflebag you call a purse.”

Morgan stops her long search inside of her handy-dandy purse with a look of confusion in her eyes and lips towards Mariah.

“Bitch, what the hell? I ain’t that crazy.”, Morgan replies in her Southern flare before going back to her search. Not a few seconds later that she reveals one of her favorite lipsticks, causing her to smile in relief.

Mariah shrugs, “Hey, I’d never know. You scared those boys who tried to cope a feel at your birthday bash so bad that I thought you had an uzi or something in that purse.”

An english accented voice shouts from the corner of the room, with the blonde haired girl holding a bottle in her hand. “Ugh, this entire thing is the cheesiest shit I’ve ever seen and I’ve been raised on sitcoms. Hey girls.”

“Hey, Kat.”, Morgan announces before releasing the cap of her cosmetic product, twisting the bottom to reveal a bright bloody shade of lipstick. The light above causes the surface to shine and glisten like a new car. This is one of her favorite products that she buys constantly. She uses it whenever she wants to bring attention to guys, or whenever she wears black.

“Hell yeah, I’m mad at you, Tia.”, Morgan comments while applying her lipstick along her lips.

A puffy eyed Tia shrugs her shoulders.

“Well, join the club. Katie, are you mad at me too? Give me a slammy for the most hated person of the year why don’t you. I can’t blame you guys because I am mad at myself as well. I can’t believe it that I let myself fall into traps like these.”

“Girl hush...”, Morgan interrupts as she waves a hand towards Tia and finishes applying her lipstick, using her lips to smear them together. Morgan admittedly isn’t mad about Tia’s deception, but it relates to the topic. “I ain’t trying to hear all that. I’m mad that you ain’t give that grizzy ass, micropenis bitch a piece of your mind. That name serves him right to be talking to girls like that. He’s a fucking punk.”

Katie takes a swag of her bottle, and after a brief drink she spits it on the ground, smirking, while Morgan slides her legs out of the way so Katie wouldn’t splash her saliva on her legs, and new stilettos. “Don’t complain about the new spot on your floor, you pretended to be our friend. Anyway... I don’t give a crap, I was Miss Mary’s apprentice for a little while, I can’t say shit.”

Mariah glares at Katie, “I should have you scrubbing this floor with a toothbrush on your day off...”

The blonde girl responds with a middle finger to Mariah, “Blame your sister for making me have to drink too much listerine lately.”

Mariah sticks out her tongue childishly at Katie while Tia turns to Morgan.

Tia sighs. “Just know that I wasn’t pretending. Yeah that was my intent, but day one of hanging with all of you, made me realize who I use to be when I was around my girls in the EWW. And Morgan, you have a point. I should have gave Punk a piece of my mind, but my emotions got the worst of me. But don’t worry, this is only beginning of this whole mess. I, no wait, we will come out as the victors of this.”

“You know, I was mad at you first for trying to stab us in the back, but what I saw tonight really pissed me off. I don’t give a fuck where he came from, and I don’t care what he was doing in WWE, but he needs to know that he’s in GZWA. He’s a new ass around here. If he felt that he was a the star, then WWE had a bad way of showing it, by kicking his ass to the curb. Unless you are an executive, only three can talk shit around here: Genesis, Sammy, and then there’s us. We have a little more seniority here than he does. ”

Mariah rolls her eyes at the mention of Samuel Chatman, “Excuse me? How does Sammy get authority around here? Oh wait, that’s because the Georgia Peach still wants to give the Prince a heavenly slice of pie.”

“That’s right, bitch.”, Morgan casually utters out. Even though she is only joking around, she wants to bring some positivity in the room, “And he can say anything he wants. As long as he ain’t disrespectin me. Same goes for that tired ass ex of yours, Mariah. Oh wait, I started that one about Genesis, huh?”

Mariah laughs, “Genny can keep blowing all the hot air he wants. We all know it’s going in two places - that over inflated ego of his and...”

“Maryse’s pussycat.”, witty Morgan interrupts before moving her legs back to the position they were before Kat threw her saliva to the ground.

Taking the opportunity to move next to her “mates”, Katie takes another drink of listerine before spitting it on the floor elsewhere again. “Lemme tell you people, I really don’t have a clue what you’re on about, so let’s just go somewhere and be all friendly and shit, cool with that?”

“I guess.”, Morgan replies before looking down in disgust on the green tiles in front of her, soaking with small bubbles in separate places, “As if your damn mouth ain’t clean already?”

Tia smiles for the first time after the mess of the night. “You know what Katie, that sounds like a great idea. And after all that has happened, I am 100% confident with my decision tonight. I would rather give up that jerk, than spending time with my girls.”

Mariah smirks, “The best way to spit in the face of your ‘former’ mentor is to just drop that Straight-Edge bullshit to the wind completely and get completely hammered tonight. C’mon, ladies it’s New Year’s Eve for Christ’s sake. We totally have to go out and paint the town red. Morgan, you’re the resident expert on partying, so the ball is in your court to select a location to start our reign of terror tonight. Katie, I think you would even enjoy this degree of chaos.”

Tia smirks at Mariah’s comment. “I won’t mind clubbin with yall, but I am still Straight-Edge despite that douchebag. Looks like this girl will be drinking Shirley Temples tonight.”

Katie puts her hand up awkwardly, “Uh yeah, me too. This is not what I meant. Sure I’m tanning this listerine to get slutty tattoo foot out of my tongue, but drinking’s just nasty, girls come on.”

“You might not want to drink, Kat, but I do.” Morgan states before standing up to her feet.

Mariah stands up and leans over to Morgan to whisper in her ear, “I don’t care what it takes but we are getting these two wasted tonight. Deal?”

“Bitch, you ain’t said nothing but a word”, Morgan responds a little louder than what Mariah had anticipated. She walks around the listerine spill on the ground, shaking her head in disgust once again.

Mariah sighs loudly, “Fine, fine. One of Sammy’s close friends owes me a favor. I’ll tell him to give Sammy your number and hit you up. Happy now?”

“Aww, thanks, girl. I thought you’d never ask.”, Morgan pleasantly responds with a smile and a comedic nerve kicking in. She puts the conversation on herself that she neglects the one who really needs the attention. “But this is about you. Isn’t it, Tia?”

Tia looks at Morgan and smiles. “Not at all. This is about our friendship and how it is going to get stronger from here on out.”

Mariah smirks, “Don’t get sappy on us, Tia. I don’t want the other girls to start calling us the Sailor Scouts or something...”

“Forreal.”, Morgan adds into the conversation, “All I’m concerned about is going to the club on time, and going to the V.I.P., because dealing with those bitches? Oh yes, I need me a drink or two. Once that’s over with, we’re starting off fresh, and adding that punk and his little bottom bitch on our shit list alongside the stable of druggie-ass Ellen Degenereses. How do you like them peaches?”

Mariah rubs her hands in delight, “Definitely sounds ‘peachy’ to me, Morgan.”

“You down, Tia?”, Morgan asks as she looks down at her.

Tia smiles at Morgan. “You know it girl! Anything to get back at Phil for what he has done.”

Morgan, after a look in confusion, laughs at Tia, or more like what she just called her enemy. “Phil? That dumbass name. I’d switch to CM Punk, too.”

Morgan has yet another way to antagonize her new addition on her “shit list”.

“What about you, Kat?”, Morgan turns to her and then to the spilled green fluid, “since your ass is already a step ahead of us in drinking alcohol anyways.”

Katie rubs her mouth and coughs. “It’s listerine, for God’s sake. You’d drink it too if you tasted what I had to. And I want to get out as fast as I can, so sure.”

“Girl, you are fine.”, Morgan comments “She ain’t gave you herpes and shit.”

Mariah adds, “Seriously, you slept with Cheeka multiple times before coming in contact with Amanda, and you REALLY don’t want to know where she’s been... I’m ashamed to admit I touched her a few times too...”

Katie throws her arms up and walks out, shouting, “OKAY, OKAY! Let’s just get out of here already!”

Mariah follows her out into the corridor, “I hope you know that you’re STILL going to be cleaning up this mess whenever we get back. I’m going to get you drunk enough that you’re going to lick that shit off my good floor.”

Despite already being outside the room, Katie’s voice can still be heard shouting. “NO I’M NOT, AND YOU SHANT! LET’S GOOOO!”

“Her ass is drinking water when we go to this club, tonight.”, Morgan says to Tia, still inside of the office.

“I might be doing the same as well.” Tia answered to Morgan with a smile.

“Oh no, you’re not.” Morgan interrupts before using her arms to raise Tia up to her feet, “You definitely need a shot glass with the stuff you’ve gone through, tonight...”