𝙏𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 .ᐟ

Currently dancing the young night away with the Grease Wii game!

Just one slap to the back and everything went black. The pain's immeasurable, sending the cheerleader into an aimless backward stagger as she desperately fights its control. Hands fight to hold onto her last string of consciousness, clawing at the spider embedding itself into —

Let your ego go unchecked, and you're sure to get a good, hard beating for it! The American boxer learned this the hard way, her overly-cocky mannerisms finally being punished by an unexpected gritty, no-nonsense combatant. Thrashed about and bruised to a sight commonplace on —

While in Metro City, it wouldn't hurt to invest in a new pair of boxing gloves. Too much goon fighting can wear even the most expensive pairs down!

While Roy's hopelessly immersed in the grand politics, Tiffany's off sampling the endless stream of street food! Hot dogs, ice cream, shishkabobs; everything a high schooler with too much money could dream of! Though, eating all of this would be a lot easier if she wasn't —

❝Ohmigosh, the new Victoria Secret Pink jumpsuit is here! I, like, totally have to get it!❞

Jogging her way to school with a goat cheese-covered bagel and 100% organic orange juice. This is the healthiest way to start a day of cheerleading and boxing delinquents into the ground!