>>10548823>>10548896>>10553864As Sapphire would park her car in the garage, she would unplug her phone, tuccking it away before limp her away around to the front entrance. As she stood there in front of the door, hesitating to ring the doorbell, she'd think of what she was going to say. She slowly moved her hand up to ring it and just as she did, her phone would ping with a message from Nikki. Reading over the message, her mind would race with, yet struggle to come up with a response.
>I just got beaten within an inch of my life. Yet you're bragging about your bikini? Of course. Why would winners care about losers?No, she thought. She was angry at herself, no reason to take it out on Nikki. She would erase it before sending.
>You were right. I am just the old version of you before you became Madame Divine's. No, that wouldn't do either. That would imply that one day she could become something she could never be: a champion. She'd erase that message before sending it as well.
As she'd stand there with her phone in her hand, the door would swing open. Not thinking it through further as she saw her mother and father standing there greeting here, she'd send Nikki a message:
>Home. *THUMBS UP EMOJI*[1/3]
