>>10555971“Well there’s only one way to find out, love. Ya gotta be in it ta win it, as they say. And don’t sell yaself short, mate. I saw what you did to that robot chick ta get into the eight-way. Youse was like a big green Godzilla against her -- um, ‘it’? The robot. I don’t know what to call... ‘them’? Shit. I thought having cat girls was kinda weird when I started, but here I am torkin to an' drinkin' wiff a frog...”
>[Sheila catches herself going off topic.]“Anyway, uh -- quit? Yer shittin’ me, mate? If yer anything like me ya just gotta take a break after catchin’ a beating. Ain’t me first punch on, and definitely not the first I lost. And I reckon youse are probably feelin’ the same way. Ya know I had a short chat with -- well, I won’t bore youse with details, but I will repeat meself a bit.”
“Things in life, things in this funny world of waifu wrestling... things can be kinda crap. The friends you make disappear, sometimes without warning. Tag partners might never even show up to practice. The rivals you wanna face head off inta the sunset before ya get the chance. Misunderstandings can make a dickhead of us all, at times. But if ya look around, ya might find someone who can -- not replace them. There’s never gonna be another Beera, for me. For you, someone else, but -- someone else you can share summin’ with.”
>[Sheila wants to say something about... no, best not bring it up directly. Everyone knows the stance others take by now. Wishful thinking or good riddance. Best to live in hope, Sheila thinks.]“Oi, we dun’ need ta tork about anyfink right now. We’ve got some beers. It’s cold outside, but it’s warm in here. When this song finishes, let ol’ Sheila pick a song and I’ll get ya back in action.”
