Post by mitzibopp on Nov 3, 2024 22:04:42 GMT
The bustling locker room at Blackpool Victoria Hospital. Nurses and doctors move in and out, exchanging shifts and grabbing a quick coffee. Amid the activity, Mitzi Bopp stands by her locker, her scrubs freshly folded as she tucks them into her bag. Beside her, her wrestling gear is ready for action.
Mitzi takes a deep breath, glancing around before speaking to herself with a grin. “Friday night, On The Mat—the bright lights of South Pier! It’s just me against Thaïs Empristikí and Jessica Carther in that ring. Blackpool, get ready.”
She chuckles softly, shaking her head. “Thaïs Empristikí... always confident, especially in tag matches. But let’s see how they handle a true challenge. I know their style—calculated, technical, almost clinical. They think they’re untouchable, but they haven’t met a Bopp who can take a hit and come back twice as hard!”
Her smile fades as her tone grows serious. “And Jessica Carther. Power, strength... she’s a force, no doubt. But strength alone isn’t enough when you’re up against someone who knows how to outlast the pain. Nursing’s taught me patience, endurance. Jessica may try to overpower me, but I’ve handled worse on a midnight shift!”
She clutches her wrestling bag, her face a mix of excitement and determination. “This isn’t just a match. It’s a statement. People see me as the friendly nurse from Victoria Hospital, but Friday, they’ll see Mitzi Bopp the fighter—the one who’s going to make every move count and give Blackpool a night to remember.”
A fellow nurse passing by raises an eyebrow, overhearing her pep talk. “You’re going to smash it, Mitzi!”
Mitzi grins back, “That’s the plan!”
With a final nod to herself, she heads toward the door, leaving the familiar hospital setting behind for the roar of the crowd at South Pier. Her steps quicken as she envisions the ring, ready to bring her unique strength from the ward to the mat.
Mitzi takes a deep breath, glancing around before speaking to herself with a grin. “Friday night, On The Mat—the bright lights of South Pier! It’s just me against Thaïs Empristikí and Jessica Carther in that ring. Blackpool, get ready.”
She chuckles softly, shaking her head. “Thaïs Empristikí... always confident, especially in tag matches. But let’s see how they handle a true challenge. I know their style—calculated, technical, almost clinical. They think they’re untouchable, but they haven’t met a Bopp who can take a hit and come back twice as hard!”
Her smile fades as her tone grows serious. “And Jessica Carther. Power, strength... she’s a force, no doubt. But strength alone isn’t enough when you’re up against someone who knows how to outlast the pain. Nursing’s taught me patience, endurance. Jessica may try to overpower me, but I’ve handled worse on a midnight shift!”
She clutches her wrestling bag, her face a mix of excitement and determination. “This isn’t just a match. It’s a statement. People see me as the friendly nurse from Victoria Hospital, but Friday, they’ll see Mitzi Bopp the fighter—the one who’s going to make every move count and give Blackpool a night to remember.”
A fellow nurse passing by raises an eyebrow, overhearing her pep talk. “You’re going to smash it, Mitzi!”
Mitzi grins back, “That’s the plan!”
With a final nod to herself, she heads toward the door, leaving the familiar hospital setting behind for the roar of the crowd at South Pier. Her steps quicken as she envisions the ring, ready to bring her unique strength from the ward to the mat.