The Internet is Forever (for Nooblet)

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi's not had a good time lately. Fresh off a loss to freaking Sienna Smith and extremely tense about the upcoming rematch and its stipulations, the punkette is in bad need of something uplifting. Anything to take her mind off that humiliation and the anxiety of potentially losing everything; including this lame little apartment.

It's not impressive. It's cramped. "Serviceable" is the nicest thing anyone could say about it, and Katsumi's let it get a bit messy. The main area, including her futon, is in disarray. Bits of clothing are strewn here and there, with a laundry hamper that's tipped over. She'll get to it later. Laundry makes her miserable. She used to have a guy for that, see. Now doing the laundry is a bitter reminder that she's just above impoverished. Ugh.

If there's one thing that'll lift her mood, however, it's picking on her new friend. Suzume Sheska, girl with a funny name, who seemed just so upset the last time they were speaking. They cried together, had a bizarre hug, and made plans. It's time to act upon them. So Suzume is the recipient of a text. It reads as follows:

< Hey betch :D time to look through your match history!! Come with food! >

And then:

< NO ALCOHOL! n_n >

She remembers Suzume wanted to get drunk for this. But that's no good! She can't have Suzume not processing what they talk about! And that brings about a third message:

< NO PREGAMING EITHER! :| >

There. That oughtta do it.

Reclining back more on her futon, she drops her bedazzled cellphone beside her. Black, somehow effeminate skull-and-crossbones decals, and glittery bits decorate its case. Her gaze turns listlessly to the television across from her, watching the commercial with a detached sort of attention.

The Television

"Mn'she better bring food.."

[Noob]

Hearing her phone buzz Suzume took a quick peek. Upon seeing the message from Katsumi her eyes widened. "NO! Nonononononono! Nooooooo!" She yelled into the void that was her apartment. Aside from not having a single win to her name, Suzume had gone through quite a few embarrassing losses. There was one match in particular that she still regretted taking. If Katsumi was going to go through her matches though, there was no way in hell that Suzume wasn't going to be there to curate and block out all the parts that she didn't need her friend seeing.

"Ehehe sure. Sounds fun. I'll be there." She texted back followed by "And YES alcohol."

And with that she threw her phone to the side as she began to prepare for what she assumed was going to be a rough night. She just hoped that Katsumi would take it easy on the teasing today. If she didn't Suzume figured she might actually just end up curled into a ball this time. Still though since she couldn't bare the thought of having Katsumi comb through her match history alone, it seemed her appearance tonight was mandatory.

Soon Katsumi would hear a ring of her doorbell. Suzume stood in front of the door with three bags in her hand and an expression that could be described as a mix of exhaustion and confusion. Perhaps that was just the expression she always gave off though. One bag she held was pretty clearly a case of drinks while the other two could easily be assumed to be their food for the night. "It's me!" She yelled, hoping to reach her friend through the door.

Spoiler

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi grins at the text. She even included that goofy awkward laugh of hers. She's already feeling a little better. The dread is still very present and gnawing at her, but she's hopeful. At the next text she gets, Katsumi's eyes widen and she lifts her cellphone. Thumbs move at a blaze, spamming protest messages at Suzume. Most of them include an >:O or some variant thereof.

Doorbell!

...

Voice!

...

It takes a few extra moments, but the door is pulled open. Katsumi is wearing a tight pink t-shirt that doesn't quite reach the waist of her blue short shorts. Upon the front of the t-shirt is a white cartoony skull and crossbones. And upon her feet, fuzzy pink socks. She reaches out to take the bags of probably-food, but regards the beverages with clear and open disdain. "Why do you wanna get your booze on so bad? You won't be clear-headed!"

Still, she moves over into her pitiful kitchenette area to begin taking out whatever it is Suzume brought.

[Noob]

As soon as the door opened Suzume started to speak. "I burnt the foooood!!!" She whined before holding out the bags in her hand. "So I kinda just ordered some sushi and snacks." She's happy to unload the food and walks into the apartment with her drinks still in hand. Looking around she wasn't at all surprised that Katsumi's apartment was a bit of a mess. Given her personality, Suzume hadn't exactly taken her for someone that cared for being tidy.

Hearing Kat's question, Suzume turned to her and pouted. "I told you! All my matches are losses...and they're really embarrassing. So that's why." She said before setting her drinks down on a table. "Anyway I realize I didn't ask about you and fish so I really hope sushi was ok." She said as she unloaded some of the food, a bag of chips, and two different kinds of dip. Already her mouth was watering as she was unable to really snack much since her attempt at actual cooking had failed miserably.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Uuugghhh," groans a heavily-disappointed Katsumi. "Fish are fine! And losing is embarrassing! But you shouldn't be so embarrassed about it with me! I got a front row seat to your latest loss, and I'm still hanging out with you!"

The punkette sets out the rest of the various food items, regarding them with suspicion. She might've spiked something. Can you spike food? Crap. "No alcohol!," she barks. She does not expect Suzume to obey. But she takes her leave to the 'den' area. "Put some stuff together and join me out here. I'm gonna find your first match.."

It's not necessarily her actually first match. Just the first one she finds. But she plops down, grabs the remote, and switches the television over the paid on-demand LAW subscription. And she begins rifling through the match singles. Click'a-click'a-click.

[Noob]

Suzume was glad that fish was acceptable. Although now that she thought about it, she may have preferred that Katsumi didn't like sushi so she could eat a double portion. "Ehehe...yeah sure. I'll keep that in mind when I'm dead cause all my blood rushed to my face." Suzume replied with an eye roll. She wasn't afraid that Katsumi wouldn't hang out with her anymore. In fact it was quite the opposite. She was starting to wonder if she really wanted to hang around anyone with knowledge of her matches, or at least until she got some big wins to make up for the rest.

As Katsumi switched on the television Suzume felt a lump in her stomach. Trying to ignore it she just opened up a drink and a bag of chips and brought them with her to the couch together with the sushi which she soon sets down. "So ummm...maybe we just go over my match with you? Like what I did super wrong? Other than...well everything?" she commented in hopes of at least diverting things to her recent match. At least that one Katsumi had already seen.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi already had a plan in mind. Start from the beginning; take a look at where Suzume's coming from, then maybe work on it from there; see how far she's come and maybe pick out some hangups. Why? Not because Katsumi wants more competition, but rather because she wants nice things for her one and only wrestler friend. Sure, she'll get to have some fun poking at her along the way, but this might be the closest to selfless anyone might observe from Katsumi. At least to date.

"Muhhh," groans the punkette as she rifles through matches. "Wait. Categories. Rosteerrrr, there we go." Suzume Sheska. Now she can just scroll down to the earliest work she can find, which appears to be a double debut! That's when Suzume rejoins her.

"Nah, the main mistake ya made there was getting in the ring with me," Katsumi chides with an impish grin. "But I've got your first one set up here. See? You and this weeb named Rebecca." Japanese chick with an Anglo first name? Pish and posh.

[Noob]

Suzume looked on as Katsumi flipped through the menus. She wasn't even sure any of her matches would be there. It wasn't like she was a big name or anything. In fact she had been rather unimpressive in the ring but apparently the powers that be thought at least someone would want to watch her matches. Finally her friend found what she was looking for but not before giving Suzume a quick verbal jab. "Hey! That was your fault...I thought you'd be as bad at wrestling as you were at games! " She quickly shot back.

Finally Katsumi had chosen a match, Suzume's debut versus a woman named Rebecca. While she didn't want to admit it, she was a bit bad at remembering the names of her opponents. The only one she'd talked to for longer than the match after all was the one sitting right beside her. 'Rebecca...' she thought, trying desperately to remember which match that one was.

Had Kat been paying attention she might have seen the lightbulb flick on above Suzume's head before she made a quick grab for the remote. "I...I already know what went wrong with that one! It was my first match and I was nervous and I didn't know what to expect and...and...next match!" She quickly said, the words spilling out of her faster than she could think of new ones.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Ah-!," haltingly gasps Katsumi as Suzume gives her the business on her gaming skills. "You bitch!" There's a smile, despite. Look at Suzume, developing a snarky side. She likes that! Lil' Bit has some bite.

Katsumi hits the play button on the remote, only for the remote to immediately be stolen by Suzume. "What, no!," fusses the punkette. She throws herself at the rumple-haired brunette, attempting to tackle her onto the futon in a wild, reckless effort to swipe the remote from her hands. "Don't take it away! I wanna see ya get pinned!"

[Noob]

Not waiting for Katsumi's reply, Suzume quickly grabbed the remote from the bluenette. As she fumbled with the buttons the smaller woman soon found herself tackled right onto the futon by her rather rowdy friend. "Hey! Nnnng you've already seen me get pinned! You've done it yourself!" She whined before pointing the remote at the TV so she could try and exit the current menu screen. "Plus that match wasn't win by pin...so NEXT match." She yelled.

Finding herself at a disadvantage, Suzume decided to toss the remote off a few inches to the side. If Kat wanted it she was going to have to let her go. Either was Suzume figured she had scored a momentary victory and so would smile and stick her tongue out at Kat with a slight giggle. This was of course followed up by her trying to push Katsumi off of her. After all she wasn't about to just let her friend handle her with ease.