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A cameraman backstage is with a crew, trying to force open a stuck door to a locker room. Upon finally getting the door open, various trash cans roll out, pushed free from barricading the door. Kasumi is passed out on the locker room bench, the entire room trashed with various liquor bottles and beer cans. Kasumi bolts awake, looking around confused for a minute as the staff just stares at her confused.
>AY! HAVEN'T YOU FUCKS EVER HEARD OF KNOCKING!?
Kasumi yells as she stands up, stumbling a bit.
"W-we tried Kasumi. For 2 hours."
>Oh shit really? My bad.
Kasumi says nonchalantly as she looks around the room, finding a half drank bottle of whiskey. Picking it up, she also checks her phone.
>Actually this kinda works cause I got shit to say. Next time you barge in on me though I'm using my taser though fair warning. NOW! I just got word we got a little tag match getting booked! Me and Kelly DiVanna vs Andi Kestrel with some mystery bitch. And I have no idea who in the salty FUCK Andi is, but I always say I'll fight anyone and I'm not about to go back on my word just because I spent 10 hours in a locker room...uh, gonna be honest I have no idea what the hell I was doing in here. I blame the FBI.
Kasumi screws the cap off the whiskey bottle and takes a swig.
>EITHER WAY I'MA BREAK THIS BITCH'S FACE LIKE AN AUTISTIC CHILD WITH AN EGG!
Kasumi suddenly screams, before taking a longer drink, nearly chugging the entire bottle.
>I think I saw on the roster she's even newer than me so here's a bit of friendly advice. I already noticed, in this business, you either end up an alcoholic, bloodthirsty, or a complete lunatic. But I walked through the door all three! You think you can compete with that!? Hope you have an answer before you step in the ring with me and Kelly! K-O-B- OUT SIMPS!
Kasumi points at the camera, as they awkwardly stand there.
>I meant YOU fucks! Get outta here I got cleaning to do before Spaghetti Dog fines me again!
Kasumi yells, pushing out the crew.
