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FF980 - Swipe Left on Friendship: The Tinder Sabotage - VIDEO
The tension in the living room was palpable. Faerie Willow, dressed in a grey shirt and plaid skirt, paced anxiously, phone in hand. She had been working on George for weeks, but suddenly, there was only radio silence. She cornered her flatmate, Poppy, sensing treachery. Poppy, lounging in a striped top and white pleated skirt, looked far too smug. When Faerie demanded to know what Poppy had said to him, the blonde laughed, revelling in her own mischief. She casually admitted the sabotage: she had told George that Faerie was still active on Tinder, effectively painting her as a player and killing the romance dead.
Faerie’s heartbreak instantly hardened into a blinding rage. "You bitch!" she screamed, realizing her chance with George was ruined by Poppy's jealousy. She didn't just want an apology; she wanted blood. Faerie launched herself at Poppy, and the verbal spat exploded into a physical war.
The fight was messy, personal, and devastating to their wardrobes. Faerie grabbed the front of Poppy’s striped top and ripped it violently, tearing the fabric to shreds in her fury. Poppy, laughing no more, retaliated by clawing at Faerie’s grey blouse, ripping it open to expose her bra. They crashed onto the leather sofa and rolled onto the floor, a tangle of limbs and flying fabric. Skirts were yanked and torn as they wrestled, stripping each other down to their underwear in a frenzy of mutual destruction. In the end, Poppy proved that she was as ruthless with her fists as she was with her lies, overpowering Faerie and pinning her to the floor, choking the fight out of the girl whose love life she had just destroyed.
The tension in the living room was palpable. Faerie Willow, dressed in a grey shirt and plaid skirt, paced anxiously, phone in hand. She had been working on George for weeks, but suddenly, there was only radio silence. She cornered her flatmate, Poppy, sensing treachery. Poppy, lounging in a striped top and white pleated skirt, looked far too smug. When Faerie demanded to know what Poppy had said to him, the blonde laughed, revelling in her own mischief. She casually admitted the sabotage: she had told George that Faerie was still active on Tinder, effectively painting her as a player and killing the romance dead.
Faerie’s heartbreak instantly hardened into a blinding rage. "You bitch!" she screamed, realizing her chance with George was ruined by Poppy's jealousy. She didn't just want an apology; she wanted blood. Faerie launched herself at Poppy, and the verbal spat exploded into a physical war.
The fight was messy, personal, and devastating to their wardrobes. Faerie grabbed the front of Poppy’s striped top and ripped it violently, tearing the fabric to shreds in her fury. Poppy, laughing no more, retaliated by clawing at Faerie’s grey blouse, ripping it open to expose her bra. They crashed onto the leather sofa and rolled onto the floor, a tangle of limbs and flying fabric. Skirts were yanked and torn as they wrestled, stripping each other down to their underwear in a frenzy of mutual destruction. In the end, Poppy proved that she was as ruthless with her fists as she was with her lies, overpowering Faerie and pinning her to the floor, choking the fight out of the girl whose love life she had just destroyed.
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