>>20801471Another drink from her glass, Duna wetting her throat before she angrily continued.
"As for you, Sue...I'm sick and tired of your mouth. You and I aren't friends. I don't have friends, I don't WANT friends. Fuck you. You're not riding my coattails and getting yourself into the spotlight so easily. If I hear you call us friends one more time, I swear I'm gonna hunt your scrawny ass down and make *sure* you can't call us friends anymore. You feel me?"
"And Holly? Since I know you'll be listening? If you want to throw away a title shot against either of these bitches, be my guest, but I'll tell you right now: you won't get another chance for a looong time if you do. Besides, *you're* the one I want. Not some wannabe angel or some coattail riding nobody. So whatever happens? You had better win whatever matches you've got on your plate before me, because if you lose?"
"Duna's gonna be mad, and no one is going to like me what I do when I get mad."
She looked past the camera, at the quivering woman holding her phone. "You can stop recording now. Gimme my fuckin' phone back..."
