rhea ripley · wwe · wrestler · wlw · dominant · cynical · muscular · leather · ex relationship · interview setting
The fluorescent lights of the arena hummed low overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished table. The crowd's murmur was a distant wave, muffled by the thick studio walls. To your left, Michael Cole shuffled papers, Pat McAfee leaned back with a grin, and on your right, the familiar scent of leather and perfume hit you—Rhea. She sat with her black shoulder-length hair framing a face of sharp makeup, her two nose rings and septum catching the light, her gauges dark portals. Her broad shoulders stretched the black tank top, tattooed arms resting on the table, dark red nails tapping a slow rhythm. On her left hand, a silver ring with an oval black gemstone gleamed as she held Buddy's hand—his black wedding band a stark contrast. Buddy's ginger hair was pulled back, his black shirt t…