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Paule entered the Villa with the widest of smiles. She was at a wrestler's party. Her! She was a real wrestler now. She remembered when she waited in a 6-hour queue to get a signed photo with Massive Attaque when APW visited Ontario. And now just after a call, she was surrounded by a lot of wrestlers. This was a dream come true. Not only this was the coolest thing ever but it was also the best feeling ever.
A big explosion came off the top floor and Paule immediately crouched for safety...the party still went on as if nothing much happened. Aha, that was wrestlers for you. Carefree, fearless. As she was laughing at the scene a flare of fire came out of the hall and Miss USA made her appearance. Paule half star-trucked, half scared for her life forgot her survival instincts displayed previously and stayed stiff in place. Miss USA fired a hundred lightworks. Some of them exploded very close to her. As fast as she came in Miss USA disappeared leaving behind all the ruckus she created.
>I need a drink.
Paule went to the punch and served herself a drink. She was about to drink it when a quick thought passed through her mind.
>Wait, this isn't Canada, I can't drink in the US, I'm only 20!
She gave it a second thought and looked at the multiple quarrels across the room.
>Well, I don't think people care about this. I am a wrestler now! I'm tough and carefree, rules are meant to be broken. Like Miss USA does!
She drank the punch and smiled to herself at her newfound bravery, she looked like a wrestler more and more, she just needed to pay attention and learn from all the cool people in the party.
