Her first match in LAW, huh? It was about fuckin' time. Those were the thoughts in Lillian's head as she strolled walked through the back, heading towards the locker rooms. She felt like she had waited for this for way too long, and now, it was finally time! She quickly entered the locker rooms in the back, getting changed into her new, official wrestling gear, now ready to fight.
As Lillian sat in the back, waiting for her name to be called by the ring announcer, she took a few seconds to reflect on how she got here. Her opponent was a heavyweight, and a pretty dominant one at that. Lillian remembered that when she was first looking for an opponent, she immediately went for the most intimidating girl she could find. What better way to make a name than to take down the biggest, baddest bitch in the place? She had almost choked out the match booker when he had suggested she maybe pick someone in her weight class. So what? It didn't matter what this girl weighed, she was gonna get her ass kicked!
Eventually, it was time. As the ring announcer called out her name, Lillian walked out, chock full of confidence. She walked briskly to the ring, a scowl on her face, not bothering to spend any time trying to appeal to the crowd. Fuck that, they can learn to respect her when they watch her beat the shit out of the poor girl she was up against. She quickly made her way into the wrestling ring, before walking over to her corner, turning and leaning her back against it, her arms crossed and her resting bitch face in full effect, waiting for her opponent.
