“Good evening ladies & gentlemen! I’m April O’Neal, & I’m here with the NEW WEC Lesbian Catfight champion, Jill Kelly.
“Jill, thank you for joining me tonight!”
“It’s a pleasure, April!” Jill says, a smug look on her face.
“Jill, how does it feel to finally achieve gold in the WEC?”
“I feel, it’s about time! I’ve been treated as a joke since I signedd! When I signed, I was Steve, the owners girlfriend. I had no idea he’d first transition to female, change their name to Sabrina & then reveal they’re non binary. None of this is my faukt, but yet, the girls backstage treated me like a joke! You see this title?” Jill asks, placing the belt on her shoulder. “I’m not a fucking joke anymore! And to anyone who still thinks Jill Kelly is a joke, meet me in the ring, bitches!”
“What are your thoughts on Audrey Hollander?”
“Audrey is pathetic! I’ll give her a rematch just to humor her, but we both know I can lick her pussy any time I feel like it. As a matter of fact, after this completely pointless interview, I’ll corner her while she takes a shower & eat her out again!” Jill says, sounding angry.
“Okay, I’ll try not to keep you much longer! Who do you see yourself defending this title against?” April asks.
“Anyone who is stupid enough to still think I’m a joke! How about you, April? Do you think I’m a joke? How about Quinn? Does she want to be humiliated? No one is taking this belt off of me! Do you hear me, April? NO ONE!” Jill yells.
“Jill, please calm down, I’m a mere journalist, so is Quinn! We pose no threat to you!”
“Keep it that way, bitch!” Jill says, walking out of the conference room, slamming the door behind her.
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