Lavender: A strong woman
I don’t care if she ruined hers already, she needs to find a new fucking hobby.
“Stop screwing with Atlas! Drop it!”
“Fine, I will!” she caves in, talking with a lot of difficulty.
“Will you?”
“Yes! Let- me go!” she wheezes and I hear Atlas come in. In a few seconds, I’m up in the air, and the bitch is free from my grip. She doubles over, breathing in so much air she’s chocking on it.
“I will fucking kill you if you don’t stop screwing up with me, I’m fucking serious! I’ll rip off your fucking eyebrows, then you won’t earn a single fucking cent, you whore!” I keep on screaming as Atlas is carrying me out of the locker room to the outside.