Post by Cassie Hunter on Oct 28, 2020 20:30:32 GMT -5
Cassie Hunter makes her way back through the curtain back to the gorilla position, still smiling and sweaty post-match. She nods to the handful of reporters gathered, raising a finger with a polite smile as one of the backstage staff brings her a black hoodie and a bottle of water, Cassie thanking him as she slips the sweater on, leaving it unzipped and taking a long drink from the bottle before moving to join the reporters, leaning back against the wall as they form a semi-circle around her.
Reporter 1: “Congratulations on your victory in your debut match with NPW. Can you give us your thoughts on how it went?”
Cassie nods, lowering the water bottle to her side.
“Thanks. Yeah, April brought it tonight, she was really composed for someone in her rookie match. But I was able to execute my game plan, and when I took control I was able to keep it and take the win.”
Reporter 2: “Can you elaborate on your game plan, since you brought it up?”
Cassie is about to reply when her phone buzzes in the pocket of her hoodie, a slightly embarrassed look on her face as she pulls it out.
“Sorry, let me put this on silent.”
Reporter 3: “Twitter blowing up after your match?”
Cassie glances up from her phone after killing the volume, tucking it back into her pocket.
“Hmm? Oh, no, Tinder message. Anyway, my game plan was pretty simple; I was facing off against someone I’d never faced before, didn’t have any tape on because, y’know, first match and all, so I wanted to stay conservative, focus on not letting her build any real momentum, catch her in a mistake and then just keep the pressure on until I could keep her down for three.”
Reporter 3: “Any thoughts on the CWO Women’s League championship tournament?”
Cassie smiles wider, nodding a bit.
“Yeah, I’m super excited. Any chance to compete for gold is a big deal as far as I’m concerned. I just found out about the tournament when you guys did so, y’know, no idea who I’m facing off against but I’ve got some time to prepare. Three matches in one night to win the title, so guess I’d better step up my cardio a bit. Anyway, I want to get out of this sweaty spandex and shower, so I’ll talk to you all later.”
Cassie offers a little wave before pushing off the wall, making her way back towards the locker rooms, digging her phone back out of her pocket.
“Hey, it’s not a random dick pic, that’s a first for Tinder!”
Reporter 1: “Congratulations on your victory in your debut match with NPW. Can you give us your thoughts on how it went?”
Cassie nods, lowering the water bottle to her side.
“Thanks. Yeah, April brought it tonight, she was really composed for someone in her rookie match. But I was able to execute my game plan, and when I took control I was able to keep it and take the win.”
Reporter 2: “Can you elaborate on your game plan, since you brought it up?”
Cassie is about to reply when her phone buzzes in the pocket of her hoodie, a slightly embarrassed look on her face as she pulls it out.
“Sorry, let me put this on silent.”
Reporter 3: “Twitter blowing up after your match?”
Cassie glances up from her phone after killing the volume, tucking it back into her pocket.
“Hmm? Oh, no, Tinder message. Anyway, my game plan was pretty simple; I was facing off against someone I’d never faced before, didn’t have any tape on because, y’know, first match and all, so I wanted to stay conservative, focus on not letting her build any real momentum, catch her in a mistake and then just keep the pressure on until I could keep her down for three.”
Reporter 3: “Any thoughts on the CWO Women’s League championship tournament?”
Cassie smiles wider, nodding a bit.
“Yeah, I’m super excited. Any chance to compete for gold is a big deal as far as I’m concerned. I just found out about the tournament when you guys did so, y’know, no idea who I’m facing off against but I’ve got some time to prepare. Three matches in one night to win the title, so guess I’d better step up my cardio a bit. Anyway, I want to get out of this sweaty spandex and shower, so I’ll talk to you all later.”
Cassie offers a little wave before pushing off the wall, making her way back towards the locker rooms, digging her phone back out of her pocket.
“Hey, it’s not a random dick pic, that’s a first for Tinder!”
