OoC: hey guysss, so yeah I start College tomorrow FOR REWAL, like class. This is the first time one written up something the day of deadline. So hope y'all like it. c:
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EBWF's resident Mean Girls were living the lavish life ever since two out of the three women, Sasha Banks and Eva Marie, became Diva's tag team champions. Summer Rae was of course included in any and all celebratory activities. Currently, the trio were celebrating their match victory. That victory, however, hadn't exactly happened yet. Eva, Summer, and Sasha were seated at a very fancy candle lit dining table, enjoying a nice meal to satisfy their demand for greatness, because they were great after all. That's what they believed, anyway. In front of the table, there were two additional stools where the diva's tag titles were on display, as much a part of the table as the girls were. The moment was peaceful. Eva took a sip from her glass of red wine, Summer neatly patted her lips with her embroidered napkin, and Sasha... Well, she didn't look at ease. She was holding her fork in her left hand, and knife in the right, looking sideways at the candle inside a glass decoration at the center of their table. The flame was flickering softly, much like the thoughts going through her mind. On the inside she was on fire and burning up fast. The Boss couldn't take it anymore. This was nonsense and she had to address it. She dropped her silver utensils beside her plate and they clinked on the china. Eva looked up over the rim of her glass, and Summer gave Sasha a look before grabbing her hand instinctively.

Sasha Banks: This isn't right! How can ya'll sit there and not be irked by this?

Summer and Eva turned to look at each other, not really sure what the HBIC was talking about. Eva picked up the entire bottle of wine and examined it, thinking that was the source of Sasha's unrest. Summer leaned forward and looked into the glass candle holder. Her face became distorted through the glass, until she sat straight once more and patted Sasha's hand.

Summer Rae: You're right, that candle smells so weird! Excuse me! Can we please get this in another scent?

Sasha shook her head and smacked her lips. No, that wasn't it.

Sasha Banks: Do you really think this is about a candle Summer? You shouldn't stare into light anyway, it's bad for your retainers.

Summer Rae: I don't wear a retainer, Sasha. You mean my retinas.

Sasha Banks: Yeah sure whatever, but that's not what I'm talkin' about.

Eva finished off her glass of wine and started to pour herself another few ounces.

Eva Marie: So what's on your mind? Share your deepest, darkest secrets with us. Do you have a man now? was he supposed to be here?

The fiery redhead gasped and put her fingertips to her lips.

Eva Marie: Was I supposed to invite him? Oh my gosh!

Summer Rae: Of course not! Sasha doesn't have a man. We'd know about him if she did... Wouldn't we?

The blonde turned her head and both girls were now looking at Sasha with questionable expressions.

Sasha Banks: Oh. My. G. No. I don't have a man right now, okay? You two are so obvious.

Summer Rae: Um, obvious how?

Sasha meant to say oblivious. But the moment went over everyone's head.

Sasha Banks: Tuh. You really don't know? This is soooo messed up!

Eva Marie: What's wrong Sasha?

Sasha Banks: What's wrong is me and you have to face those two fashion disasters again after we mopped the floor with their dirty asses!

Sasha picked up her silverware again and started sawing away at her cutlet. She was furiously sawing away to the point the little green puffs of kale garnishing the plate started flying off. Summer swatted a piece out of her hair while Eva covered the top of her glass of wine. Summer carefully reached over and managed to remove the temporary weapons from Sasha's grasp, before putting them down next to her own plate.

Summer Rae: Who are you talking about?

Sasha Banks: I'm talkin' about that vamp tramp Paige and AJ Lee.

Eva Marie: Wait, we have to face them again? But why?

Summer sighed with relief and smiled, patting both Eva and Sasha's hands this time.

Summer Rae: I get it. You two already beat Casper and her kid sister. And it's frustrating. I get it. Totally!

Sasha nodded and looked across to Eva. She was busy sticking her nose in her glass after downing the last drops of wine. She placed her glass down on the table before looking blankly away from the two.

Sasha Banks: Yeah, it's very flusterating. I hate this. It's not even for our titles so what's the point? Those two clowns obviously aren't even on our level.

Eva Marie: They reaaally need to get with the times. Like, AJ still dresses like she's twelve. Not cute.

Summer Rae: And Paige, well... Paige. She just... She.

Summer stopped, trying to gather her words, but she couldn't. She put her hands up in surrender and shook her head.

Summer Rae: I just can't. She's a complete disaster. No amount of make up can shield us from her blindingly white skin.

Sasha Banks: Like, she's so skinny too. I can't tell if she's see through and we see her bones or if that's just her skin tone. She needs to swerve into a McDonald's or somethin'.

Eva Marie: McDonald's sounds soooo good right now.

She started swaying softly in place, obviously a little tipsy. Summer once again went to save her partner by choosing to take away the source of her inebriation. She placed the bottle on Sasha's side. The sassy diva reached past her mutilated dish of food and grabbed the same bottle and put it in her purse. Summer stared at Sasha but didn't question her.

Summer Rae: What are we gonna do? You two still have to face them at Warfare. You obviously can't face them like this.

She looked over to Eva who had her head in her hand and was rubbing the rim of her glass, making the ethereal ringing sound. She started laughing to herself as Summer looked back to Sasha.

Summer Rae: Even though you could still beat them, whether you're consciously aware or not. Don't worry about those wannabe divas, you two have got this match in the bag.

Sasha seemed a little more resolved now. Summer went back to her meal and took a dainty bite of her salad. Eva's expression hadn't changed. She looked down to her plate and grabbed her spoon, starting to poke at her pasta unable to scoop anything up. Sasha shrugged and returned happily to her plate of food, calmly consuming the rest of her dinner. Summer was right. Eva and herself had made it this far, so who could stop them?