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The sound of Raquel's luxury leather shoes echoed in the empty hallway. She had an evil, fully intentional smile all over her face, and for once, she was covering her breasts. This was the most formal attire she had worn in years:
>Oh, look at that, is the little chica. You look all lonely here.
>And scared. Nobody came with you?
>Figures, the rich shy girl has no amigas in the WWA.
>As expected.
Raquel approached and physically teased Reina with her mannerisms. Disregarding personal space she began pinching Reina's shoulder with her index finger, trying to push her back in a fast rhythm.
>This is what happens when prideful chicas like you deal for the first time with a woman of justice.
>You tried to kill the savior of the Alianza. Make no mistake. I am the WWA!
>You have no chance in wrestler court. These are my gente. Everyone in that lockerroom loves loves loves me or is afraid of me. You are a nobody. Who are they going to choose between you and me? Me, La Jefa!
>Unless...