Back to School for you

[Ian B]

OOC: Another short one. Still getting the unpacking at the new house done. Should be back online properly this Friday / in time for next week instead of relying on phone data.

Tomasso Ciampa is backstage sitting in his tights and Psycho Killer tee. He is looking down at his phone either playing a game or checking social media. He shakes his head at something and it becomes clear it is the latter.

Ciampa: Noam Dar. You have a nerve. You want to talk trash about me? I thought I'd already silenced that big old mouth of yours. Seems I was mistaken. Not sure if you're realy persistent or just that dumb but either way it seems like I have got to teach you a lesson another time. I was going to take it easy on you, well, relatively easy. You want to run your mouth about me? You made a mistake bud. What makes you think you deserve a shot at Enzo and the breakout title. I earned that bud... know what? I can earn it again. You are not a threat. You are beneath me. I am game, you beat me and we make this a three way. Whatever. I got your number bud. The number 1. Like me, y'know number 1 contender. Which is lucky Noam because 1 is as high as you know how to count. I am not a highly educated man. On a bad day I am not certified as a sane man but compared to your 1 count I can, at the very least go 2 higher. 1-2-3. Tap. Tap. Tap. Prepare for a math lesson Dar