"Strong Drinks & Stronger Hits: Elena and Ashley"

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley shook his entire arm, which felt numb after the strong upper that had knocked Elene to her knees. A smirk on her face, knowing quite well how effective the blow was. This bitch had the nerve to talk back after she was the one causing the whole problem to begin with? To hell with that!

"Now, that's what you get, blondie!" Ashley shot, walking closer to Elena, with a mixture of both excited and scared looks from the patrons around her. "Although... I'm not sure if you have learned your place quite yet!" She leaned down, looking to grab a handful of that golden hair when suddenly...

"Oughh... Fuck!" Her entire face was splashed with a shot of Vodka... soaking her features once again and momentarily blinding her right on the spot. Ashley's hand rose to her face instinctively.

"Damn... you!"

Ashley was unable to prevent what came next- Two thick arms coiled around her midsection in a tight embrace, and almost as if Elena suddenly turned into a charging bull, she was dragged with ease in the opposite direction. With the blonde wrestler driving the Brit back-first into the wooden bar counter. Prompting a loud cracking noise from the whole structure.

"Arghhh...!" A pained cry escaped Ashley's lips. She hunched over while grabbing the counter with one hand for support, and to keep herself from falling to the floor. Unfortunately... this gave Elena the perfect opportunity to capitalize. Rushing again like a bullet and slamming her arm against the Red Menace's chest with a powerful clothesline.

"Ooofff...!" The impact was strong enough to lift Ashley off her feet and send her scrambling over the counter, falling on the other side, away from the view of the crowd.