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XCross
*Cross goes to his locker, upset.*
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- marie walks in his locker room and looks at him - that match was bull s**t
*His head was in his palms.*
"Where was the ref? Why didn't he call the match for interefrence?"
*Cross just couldn't think straight.*
"I wasn't mad that I had lost the title to a woman. I would feel honor losing it to anyone who fought hard for it. But she left during the match and comes back late and picks up the victory. With the help of outside intereference as well."
*Puts his arms down and stares forward.*
"No one wants to fight for honor anymore."
*It feels like a big hole, a missing peice of Cross was gone. Taken away and put to shame.*