My sister constantly asks me what it is I see exactly in Logan, and his anti-Fenris rants on Twitter last night were almost enough to make me think she had a point.
I know me and Logan haven’t been in Sin City Wrestling for long, I mean hell we debuted in the last month of the year by taking out Caleb Storms, but we have been watching and I entered the Go Gym with the hope to be someone of note in Sin City, either as a Bombshell or a manager.
I mean yeah, the trust funds my grandparents left me and my older sister Marissa has pretty much set us up for life and I still get additional funds through my OnlyFans work but I didn’t want to be a rich girl from LA with no day job and I had always been a wrestling fan, as for Logan? I honestly don’t know that much about him I know he moved from Australia to train at the Go Gym and I guess you could say it was love at first sight.
Love that gets tested whenever Fenris gets involved.
”Ugh, not how I wanted to spend my first Christmas as a SCW Roster member.” I grunted to myself while messaging my aching forehead with my free hand and using the other to go through my twitter feed, I was out by the outdoor pool (and no I’m not wearing a bikini, December doesn’t exactly lend itself to showing that much skin) on one of the deckchairs, still nursing my hangover from the night of drinking Logan’s Twitter antics had driven me too. ”The moment Marissa finds out about this the moment I get a billion texts saying, “I Told You So”.”
”Brooke.” Logan said as he walked up to me and I glanced up at him. ”Give me my phone.”
”Glad to know that you haven’t completely forgotten your manners babe.” I grunted in annoyance as I turned to him. ”And the answer is still no, I’m not dipping into my trust fund to pay for your medical bills because you pissed off Fenris again.”
”Are you even listening?!” Logan asked as he sat next me on the deck chair. ”I want my phone.”
”And I want to enter the first Climax Control of the new year with all your teeth intact and only one of those things is non-negotiable, care to guess which one is is?!” I responded as I shook my head and Logan frowned. ”And I know you’ve been obsessed with proving that you’re better than K since the day we first entered the Go Gym but trash talking him on Twitter isn’t going to get you anywhere aside from searching for your head in the cheap seats of whatever arena SCW has booked for the first Climax Control of the New Year!”
”You’re clearly not budging on this, so what’s the plan for dealing with LJ and Alexandra?” Logan asked and I have him a look that said “really?!”. ”You must have a plan brewing in your head.”
”The only thing brewing in my head right now is the hangover that your Twitter antics led me too! I know my parents would flip out if they knew I was drinking at the age of nineteen.” I added before letting out a sigh. ”If they hadn’t died in that car crash when me and Marissa were too young to remember jack shit about them and left us in the care of our grandparents, at least my grandmom would understand.”
”You didn’t answer my question.” Logan responded impatiently and I rolled my eyes.
”Could’ve sworn I did when I pointed out how hungover I was.” I responded with an annoyed grunt before standing up. ”We may as well get some breakfast on, the guy I did that “Naughty Santa’s Elf” OnlyFans vid with yesterday should be working up too so I guess I’m feeding two guys this morning.”
”Finally, some sense.” Logan grunted and I shook my head before we went in the house.
Happy Holidays I guess, here’s hoping 2025 is less headache inducing.
