>>21310206Kasumi screamed into the microphone.
>So come the Frankenstein's FUCK on Duna! Contract signing! If my raw anti-tax energy scares you, we can wait a week. But I *want* ink to paper. Kasumi glared at the hardcam.
>I want to make sure you can't run away. Because fuck you. I can beat anyone. As embarassing as it is to admit, Mighty Milf taught me that. I used to run away when shit got tough. I was afraid of having people near me. I was afraid of having friends. I was afraid of caring about people. Kasumi said into the mic, glancing at the ground, letting the murmers of the crowd hang a bit.
>But no more! I have friends now! Fuck it, Anastasia, we're friends now! Lemme finish this shit and I'll help you to the back!Kasumi grinned at Anastasia. Her smile fell as she looked at the microphone for a second.
>I spent 30 minutes near that Hell in a Cell. Near, because I got put through it *TWICE.* And I still fuckin won!Kasumi slightly teared up but wiped the tears from her face.
>I can do anything if I want it enough. I can be a better person if I want it enough. I'm trying every day. And I'm gonna do both! TAXES ARE STEALING! THE GOVERNMENT IS A MEME! And I'ma win the fucking WWA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! BECAUSE I'M KASUMI! O-*FUCKING*-BRIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!Kasumi screamed into the microphone and threw it at the mat. It bounced a few times before bouncing outside the ring. Feedback echoed through the arena as Kasumi spurred on the crowd's cheers.
