Time 2 Beat Some Bitches...

[zoli]

~Zoli was never one to simply run in on a bitch. She preferred the old fashioned ways of "telling them, watch them, find them, beat them". She knew she couldn't choke a bitch without a piece of paper and a name written on it. Now who's name would look best on the same page as hers? Might as well be Chantell's.

She climbs every single step from the bottom of the tower towards the top. She didn't need the exercise, but she also didn't NEED to be lazy. So she climbed until she reached the floor of destination. Walking down the halls she finds the office of the one to sign her fate into her hands. So she walks in~

What the fuck? No secretary? Pfft, whatever! I don't got all day. I'ma wait a few minutes and if I ain't got no contract talk goin, I'll just go and make my own damn contract signing. Hell, maybe I'll even smack a bitch or two and use their blood to write it out on the canvas.

~And so goes the story of Zoli, the true definition of keeping your gimmick apart from become your reality. Talk shit outside the ring, talkshit in the ring. Behind closed doors there might be none more intelligent. Alas she awaits her new boss, keeping the gimmick in check~

[zoli]

~Fifteen minutes later she's grown tired of waiting and leaves~

Her loss. I thought Chantell would be the smart one to deal withbut obviously, I was wrong. Well, who to deal with then?

~A smile on her face her thought comes out loud~

Right, no contract offer now, then I'll go start some shit and force them to sign me. I know how the game is played.

~Then she leaves the office with nobody around in any direction. Not a single sound is heard but the clicking of her heeled boots as walks off~