Tensions RisingThe locker room held a tense feeling in the air after the PPV had finished. There was always a slight tension in the air, as rivals shared the same facilities, or sometimes were barred from the same room in the case of some heated rivalries.
Tonight, the locker room was boiling over between two women.
Ariane Jones
Danica Dadal
After their match, Ariane had went straight to the showers, wanting to rid herself of the food smeared into her clothing from the brutal restaurant fight she and Danica had. Her clothing might be repairable from the many stains and 100% beer content it reeked of, but that was the least of her worries when Danica stormed into the locker room in a huff of her own.
The pair had almost gotten into another throwdown in the shower room, as Danica almost tripped Ariane on accident as she left wrapped in a towel. Thankfully Lady Liberty and Princess Giselle had managed to separate the redhead from the blonde before any more fisticuffs had occurred.
Now the pair sat opposite each other, several other women maintaining a wary eye on the two after they had seen the results of Victoria’s match against Trixie and the changing of the championship. Both were waiting on their friends to return to the locker room after the match. Ariane waiting on both to comfort Victoria and congratulate Trixie, while Danica wanted to get Victoria out and away from the country cowgirl.
The door creaked open slowly, and a depressed Victoria trudged into the locker room. Danica was up in a flash heading towards her former tag team partner, while Ariane got up slower, warily eyeing the Polish Pitbull as she approached Victoria herself.
Hugs were exchanged, as well as words of comfort between the two warring women and their forlorn friend. Ariane offered Vic a stay at her ranch to clear her head, of which immediately Danica said to forget the ranch and come to a full spa day with her at a five star resort instead of a bug infested cow house.
Ariane glowered, Danica sneering back before Victoria waved off both of their offers.
“I need my own time for a few moments…” the knight mutely stated. “Thank you for both offers. Maybe one day later, ja?”
Ariane nodded cordially, giving the taller woman a hug. “Anytime y’all need, ya hear?” The redhead had barely budged away from the hug before being hip checked away from Victoria by a furious Dadal, the shorter blonde’s demeanor switching immediately to concern as she pulled Vic down into a much tighter hug.
A furious cowgirl nearly took a step forward, but calmed after a ‘ahem’ from Lady Liberty brought her anger back down below boiling.
“Vic, again, if y’all need anything, let me know alright?” Ariane nodded her head, grabbed her bag of putrid smelling, beer and food stained clothing and headed out of the locker room. Vic and Danica were still in the doorway, so Ariane tentatively brushed past, knocking knockers with Danica who ‘accidentally’ stepped forward, smashing her chest into Ariane’s.
“Oops,” Danica said innocently, grinning at the wince from Ariane, who rubbed her chest before heading out the door.
The Black Hills Beauty walked past a reporter for FAWN outside the locker room, waving off the lady without a second look as she nearly trotted out and away from the locker room to cool her head outside. Meanwhile, inside, as Victoria headed towards the showers, Danica developed an idea.
“I know how I’m going to bury you, you Vic stealing slut…”
