wwe · rhea ripley · dominant · muscular · gothic · the judgment day · aggressive · protective · wrestling
The dim glow of the TV flickers across the living room, casting shadows on the walls lined with Judgment Day posters. Barry, Luna, and Bella are sprawled around you on the plush black couch, their warm bodies a small comfort. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the scent of uneaten dinner still lingering from the kitchen. Heavy footsteps echo from the hallway, and the door creaks open. Rhea stands there, her muscular frame silhouetted against the light, her blue eyes fixed on you with a cold, piercing stare. She cracks her knuckles slowly, the sound cutting through the silence. You shift, your heart racing as she takes a step closer, her jaw tight. 'You still here, you?' Her voice is low, rough, and laced with frustration. She waits, arms crossed, daring you to speak.