>>19091583From across six lanes of traffic Masala catches a glimpse of Colby's prodigious forehead and explodes.
>Hey, go wander out in front of a truck and isekai yourself, you dumb whore!>It's YOUR fault I'm forced to wear this demeaning outfit>YOUR fault I'm confined to an idiot factory for ten hours a day>And YOUR fault my only social contacts are a pack of dam nerds!>If I come out of this shithole with a Prix Goncourt, or a Booker Prize, or God fucking forbid a Fields Medal it's on YOUR GIGANTIC HEAD!She grits her teeth and stares daggers, for a moment it looks as though there will be a fight.
But then she blows a raspberry, does a quick about-face, and storms through the gates of Saint Pomodoro's School for Rambunctious Girls.
It looks as though Masala really is putting her wrestling career on hold to focus on academic pursuits. For the time being anyway.
