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Tula Kealiʻi · (01-07-2021)

Tula kicks out. She dusts off some of the guitar fragments and begins to laugh.

Sounds like that thing is out of tune.

First off, let's get this part figured out - I'm not sure what you mean by "honkey tonk girl,:" If you're trying to imply that I'm white, I'm afraid I have some bad news for you - I am half Hawaiian, and half Micronesian. Not even remotely close to white. I guess that's easy to mess up, though - Tula Keali'i is a rather common name in Southern England.

Secondly, you're right. This belt IS beneath me. But that doesn't mean I'm giving it to you or your buddy Tommy. Fuck that. If I no longer wish to hold the title, it's because I threw it in the trash. Until such a moment occurs, however, this is the closest you'll ever get to it.

Tula shoves the belt in Black's face

You like that? Huh? You enjoy looking at yourself? Then buy a fucking mirror, and kill your dreams of ever holding a title belt in this company. While you're at it, you might as well just kill yourself. Save us all the trouble of having to breathe in the same air as you.

I won't bother hurting you any further. Ash will do plenty enough on Saturday, when she not only crushes you physically, but emotionally as well. Though I bet you'll be right back, trying to pin me again, because that's all you can fucking do.

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