L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"Someone must be a shit parent then, huh? Too bad I'm not in my mating season," Louise joked, letting her jokes air out the anxiety of her questioning. By then, her nails had already dug into her fist a bit, trying not to burst from the fear. She knew Renee wouldn't stop questioning her brother, so she had to think of something without looking like she was trying to change the subject. She had to make it subtle, but still be related to her questioning.
"Speaking of which, maybe the kid's yours? Maybe you were trying to distract me, so I'd lose, but guess what? Didn't work, bitch."

Renee then noticed she was balling up her fists. She knew that Louise must be related to the kid in the crowd. That was then she let her have it.

“Oh no. I know I don’t have a kid. But looked at you, I’m probably guessing that’s not your kid but your little brother. I think I cracked this case and I know that your little brother was at that match. Am I correct?”

In an act of pure uncharacteristic maturity, Louise somehow managed to keep up the lie, "Brother? My brother is someone completely different. Aside from this interrogation, why the Hell are you so invested in pinning some random audience member to my bloodline? If you'd done your research, you'd know I'm an orphan, you piece of shit."
She wanted to hit her; she really did. She could barely even hold herself back, only blocking her way inside her locker room. She could do this all night if Renee wanted to, but she was never going to admit that it was her brother. She could tell that Renee had bad intentions for him, and she'd be damned if she was going to let anything happen to him because of some rotten ass bitch.

“Know what. I don’t even wanna talk about that anymore. Get the fuck out of my way. I’m tired and I’m wanting to go back to my apartment and sleep.”

Renee would grab Louise’s shoulder and shoved her out of the way before she started to open her locker room door.

"I'm not giving you that rematch, asshole," Louise yelled to her, hoping it'd get under her skin as she began to walk away.

“I’ll fucking get that rematch one way or another Louise. You better watch your back.”

As Renee entered her locker room, she shoved something onto the floor in a rage. She couldn’t stand the sight of Louise and how she’s 1-0 against her. She needed something to get back at her. But what?

That was then she received a call from a withheld number. She probably thought it was some scammer but it didn’t feel like she was gonna be called about her cars extended warranty. That was when she picked up the phone.

“Hello. Renee Steinhauser speaking.”