>>10569654As Sapphire lay there in bed, as comfortably as she possible can be, she hears her phone ping with a message from Nikki in reply. As she picks it up, she catches a glimpse of her stitches and bruises in her reflection off the screen protector. Although she isn't smiling, the stitches make it appear as though she is. At that moment she hated everything about her reflection. About herself. As she turned the screen on with a sigh, she'd send a reply
>I'll tell the servants we're expecting visitors.>When you get to the gate, we've got a fingerprint scanner, but there's also an intercom. >When the guard asks for your name, spell it backwards, last name first. He's dyslexic, or retarded, or Japanese, I always forget which.>Point is it'll help him find your name faster on the list. Trust me.>And I barely got the job done then, 23 seconds left and i broke the tie... by shoving both our heads into that toilet.>I just... hate being the weakest link. From the team with Lucy, up until Onsen, nothing has been more clear. You girls carry my dead weight to victory.>I'm not even good as a manager. The only client I've managed to victory has been Corn Girl.>and even then, I did nothing to support her in her moment of need against Steeli...>and fucking STEELI.>STEELI!>STEELI?Nicole would receive about ping a second for the next 2 minutes of Sapphire repeating that name.
>It's my fault she was even able to challenge for the world title!>If I hadn't tapped out>She would've been backstage stealing hotdogs and handshakes during Onsen.>Instead, she's now our world champion! 