A match in the past Maki vs Sydney

It had only been a month since she'd given birth to her first child, and Sydney had no clue how long she could keep going on as a wrestler. Her mother wanted her to take over the role as the champion, but she wasn't sure if that'd be possible now. At least, she was supportive about it, her mother comforting her recently about her concerns. However, she wondered if that meant her life was basically over now; that she wouldn't have time for wrestling, just like Louise told her. She had recently argued with her best friend, the two now no longer on speaking terms. She felt bad, but she had to be a mother, first. The redhead sighed in remorse, taking a glimpse of her opponent through the curtains that hid her from the audience.
To calm herself down, not having her muse of a partner, Louise, to be by her side, she banged on her chest like a gorilla, trying to pump herself up. Her vision grew hazy, the rough-looking messy haired heel bursting through the curtains, and raising her arms in the air. Her fans cheered like a symphony for her, Sydney trying to restrain a soft smile on her face. After a month on leave, she was somewhat excited to be back. She flipped into the ring, rolling on the canvas and snatching the microphone from her opponent's hand.
"The Red Death is back to take another victim! I'll beat this big-tittied slut for all of you! Because I love you, losers!" She declared, taking a flask from her inside her breasts, taking a sip from it. She managed to keep the substances of what was inside hidden, but a small stream of red slithered down her cheek—strangely, it looked a lot like blood.
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