His debut? An arrogant prick he made the mistake of trying to subdue with a softer touch.
Meeting his current tag partner? A one-sided squash where his partner Kasey treated the big man as a second fiddle to his domination.
The "Competition" he was set against? A bunch of clueless excuses for wrestlers that couldn't even be bothered to show up to their matches on time.
Enough was enough. If this was the way this shit was going to go, he would just make it as clear as he could what his goals and intentions would be. His fist curled with absolute rage as he let the frustrations of the past finally boil over- his entire body shaking uncontrollably as he-
*KA-SMASH!!!!*
His fist smashed the mirror into hundreds of pieces- the frame behind bent like a crater as his knuckles retreated. A final shattered reflection could be seen before the shards fell to the locker room floor. Bill stepped to the door and swung it open with such force it nearly left its hinges. It didn't matter that it was late in the evening and the crowds had begun leaving- he was determined to find someone to make an example of.
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