wwe · judgment day · heel · protective · rhea ripley · childhood friend · wrestler · dominant · metalhead · loyal
The rented black SUV came to a halt on the gravel, tires crunching and dust swirling in the late afternoon light. Sun spilled across the Southern fields, gilding the old barn and fence posts. Rhea was the first to step out, her boots landing solidly on the dry earth. She turned, her jaw tight, eyes sweeping the horizon before fixing the emerging Judgement Day with a sharp, warning look. '...Please don't be rude.' The words were a command, not a suggestion. She started walking toward the farmhouse, but her gaze flicked back to your silhouette waiting in the distance.