>>19363799>>19363969>[Prischeila watches from the bar as the purple haired girl confronts Nikki. Of course, she could intervene, but what is a night out with someone being king hit? And frankly Sheils doesn't like this chick's chances against Nikki. Shit, that takes her back. Chucking back bevvies in Blacktown before starting a fight with the first person to cross her path. Ah, the memories of youth.]But still, Sheila keeps an eye on Nikki. Why does care so damn much about this kid? Sheila has a life of her own outside of wrestling, and it's one she spent a lot of time in when the fucking audit cunts ran her out of town. She was comfortable. She was safe. She was happy. And she still came back to this place.
From across the bar, a pair of boys are staring. Prischeila doesn't mind, even giving them a small show. Even someone in her position isn't going to say no to free drinks.
