https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19911043/#19968438Kelly exits the Widowmaker Society locker room, only to be greeted by an unexpected guest. Blonde. Covered in sweat. A smiling, friendly face. And absolutely gorgeous. Sheila Foster. And just as Kelly was thinking about her too.
Was it a coincidence that she should be here now of all times? Or was it fate? Whatever the case, Kelly’s concerns and doubts about her match faded away with Sheila’s presence. Kelly had often felt a sense of security and calm when around the other Widowmakers. What she felt now was in some ways a little similar, but yet clearly very different. Warmer. Gentler. She liked it. She even liked that weird warm feeling in her cheeks as Sheila’s eyes stared into her own.
>It’s nice to see you too, Sheila, I was just thinking about you. >I uhh wanted to say that even if you didn't win that Rumble at Waifus Collide, you were incredible and I… well if I can be even half as good as you were that night, Kanako and her pal won’t have a chance. 