>>21022167>[Fark moy dead, that was too close.]After a brief celebration, Sheila ties her hair in a quick ponytail and moves to crouch near the ropes, speaking out towards K-Chan.
"Now mate, Oi dun remembah rah-movin' that turn-bunkle pad, but Oi'm pretty sure youse did, yeah? Oi dunno, maybe it was Kelsie. But oy-vah way, it fucked on the ref's countin', and Oi dun fucken loik that. Ain't gunna loy, love, it pissed me roight the fuck off."
>[Sheila's eyes lower and her expressions changes... momentarily. She perks back up.]"But! Youse fucken dabbed on me! Mate. Fucken twoyce! That. Was. Fucken. SICK. Oi ain't seen a dab loik that since me old mate Jonno used ta hit 'em in the tray've his ute out the back of the bloody Salvos. Nah, fucken, that dog bloke was dabbin' on all sorts-a cunts, chuckin' doughies and throwin' back tinnies. Shit, youse'd've loiked him, Oi reckon."
"Ah, anywho, look, Oi dunno where Nicko is, mate. I really does hope she's orright. Oi know she woulda help kept that one in check a bit, yeah?"
>[Sheila motions over her shoulder to Kelly.]"Oi, lah-jit but, no hard feelins, yeah? This was a fucken blast, mate. And if we is gawna get our tits wet again at the Pee-Dub-E, then let's fucken go hard, mate."
>[Sheila reaches through the ropes with an extended arm, looking for a handshake.] 