MANDY ROSE
“No pictures.”
She simply couldn’t do it. Not after taking a loss to Liv Morgan again at House of Havoc. It was nothing personal, but the fans seemed to think so. Despite her request, pictures of the former Women’s Champion were snapped.
MANDY ROSE
“Look, I know it’s hard, but I said no pictures.”
Her tone was firm, but it still didn’t prevent the eager EBWF fans from capturing her on camera. Mandy tried to walk away, but that’s when she heard someone make an insulting comment.
”That’s why we like Candice LeRae better than you!”
MANDY ROSE
“WHO?!”
She sharply turned around, incredibly offended that someone would say such a thing. Preferring Candice LeRae to Mandy Rose? A travesty.
”Candice LeRae!”
MANDY ROSE
“…WHO?!”
”She’s gonna beat you tonight!”
MANDY ROSE
“Oh, I don’t think so. She’s just here to make me look even better by comparison. And you know what?”
Mandy made her way over to the disrespectful fan and snatched the photo he had in hand, which happened to be one of Candice. She held it up in his face and ripped it down the middle, letting the pieces fall to the ground before stepping on them.
MANDY ROSE
“That’s what she’s going to look like when I’m through with her.”
After digging her shoe further into the ground on Candice’s torn up face, Mandy strutted off to a lot of trash talk from the same individuals that were paying to sit and watch her compete. In other words, she was far from concerned with what they thought.
