Iron Abs Sleepover

“Oh good. So my work won’t go to waste, not that it would anyway since I’d still eat it but that makes it easier.” Kyoko said feeling her stomach being given a playful tap after the fact. Fallon made it clear they would need a break from belly punches, something she thought she was getting anyway. Then Fallon made it about her cooking, mainly how often did she do that, which to her was a simple question if ‘was It done for me as a special occasion r do you have a habit of doing that anyway?’

“When I have time. I learned to cook cause I was on the road spot when I started wrestling most promotions I worked in weren’t stable places where I could make a living working there consistently, so with me moving around a lot it was either fast food, packaged food, or cooking.” Kyoko explained before pointing at the kitchen. “Food like that I’ve done before as well due to having spent some time in America, and living with an American with specific tastes. I’m not the best but I’m above average I’d say.”

Fallon wasn't going to get too explicit about the necessity of taking a break after a big, protein-rich meal, since it seemed that Kyoko understood it and was happy to agree to it. That pushed back Fallon's next opportunity to beat those cute abs by at least two hours, she figured, if not until well past midnight. She could bear the wait, though, especially if she was getting fed all kinds of flavorful food.

"Ooooh, okay, that all makes sense," Fallon would say with a smile. "I've always felt good about being able to cook, but I honestly almost never do it. I probably get takeout, like, a little more than I should. And when I'm not doing that I usually just do a salad or instant ramen or something." She walked over to the kitchen, peering around to try to get the lay of the land. "If you want me to help out, though, just, like, let me know! I'll be ready. Does that roommate of yours give you much help in here?"

“I tried that but my cousin, my mom and my siblings got on my case about eating out too much. So I learned to cook, Inknew how but takeout was always easier. Though I do have to admit learning how to is sometimes better for a good meal when I get the ingredients and make it myself rather then relying on a close enough substitute. Which hopefully my food isn’t since guests should be allowed good food, especially when a Queen cooked it.” Kyoko added before looking at Fallon again.

“Especially to a guest who got all dressed up.” Kyoko added tending Fallon of her clothes again. Though what she said next gave Kyoko pause she looked at her as if wondering if she was serious before she started to giggle. Finally Kyoko let out an all out laugh as if Fallon told the best joke in the world, for a solid minute Kyoko laughed in front of Fallon to the point she was nearly hunched over before she had calmed down enough to face her. “Her helping me?! Ahahaahah! Oh my god...oh that hurt, ahaha. Sorry sorry, I know it makes no sense..but..no, no she doesn’t help me with shit unless she’s really hungry.”

"Oh, yeah, I mean, I love takeout stuff, but it's definitely cooler and better to be able to do all that cooking for yourself," Fallon would say. Kyoko went on for a little while about cooking. Fallon agreed with most of what she said, though the Queen part...well, she was kind of a queen, Fallon supposed, albeit only the second-best one around these parts!

Fallon had so much to say in response to some of Kyoko's comments, but before she could, the girl started to laugh. And laugh. And laugh, until she was doubled over in front of Fallon, practically out of breath! Fallon's eyes widened and she looked down on Kyoko with a big, awkward smile on her face as she waited for her rival to compose herself enough to answer the question.

"Aaaah, well...she sounds kinda jerkish, then," Fallon would say, still shocked by such a powerful reaction from a girl who was usually so reserved. "But you still make food for her, too? Even when she refuses to help?"

“Not always cheaper but more rewarding in the long run.” Kyoko added to Fallon’s words, if she had something to say about the Queen comment she didn’t say it likely because she thought that might stall how long before she ate. Not that her next comment was any better for that, with Kyoko letting out the laugh that seemed to surprise her and shock her about her roommate.

“That is a mild way to put it.” Kyoko added as Fallon continued the conversation on Amy, one of Kyoko’s least favorite topics in the world. “When I cook to much I leave the rest for her simply because wasting it is pointless but I don’t go out of my way to cook for her unless I feel like making food.”

Kyoko seemed to be of a very practical mind when it came to doing her own cooking. That was good! Fallon, for her part, tended to think more about the health benefits, how she had always noticed that it was so much easier to maintain her figure when eating home cooking than it was when she was eating takeout. There really were a lot of benefits. Damn, she should be committing to doing it more often, herself.

The topic of Kyoko's roommate, whose name Fallon didn't even know, seemed to engender some incredibly strong emotions in the Japanese belly puncher. It sounded like Kyoko still took care of this girl, but based upon even these rough descriptions Fallon couldn't really see why. "Well, that's, like, really nice of you. You probably don't even need to do that. Seems like if you don't get along, you should look for a new roommate..." she mused.

“Id like too but for a few reasons, can’t do that. One I couldn’t find any extra space that a house like this gets me without one, lots of people are more interested giving there houses to families then they are a single chick. Two she does at least help pay for the place. Three by virtue of the women holding my contract she’s my tag partner so the closeness makes it easier when we need to discuss plans for any big matches. Since her abilities in the ring are about the only good thing she got going for her.”

Kyoko explained all of this as if it was so simple. Mostly because by now it was simple to her, while her and Amy would never be friends in the traditional sense, they were an effective team that seemed to intrigue people into wanting more from them. Course it helped they were also pretty skilled singles wrestlers with surprising chemistry in the ring...once they worked out the many skirmishes that plagued there first few matches.

"Oh, for real? This cranky bitch you hate is your tag partner?" Fallon would reply, still feeling kind of surprised that Kyoko would live with a girl like this, but at least understanding how she might have felt backed into a corner by the promoters. The extra space she had here was nice, too—lots of room for an apartment brawl, if Kyoko was ever of a mind to have one. Hell, maybe she had them with that blonde tag partner of hers.

"Well, as long as you're comfortable and everything's, like, working out for you, I guess it's not that bad a deal," Fallon said, figuring that she could see herself getting onboard with that same sort of thing, under the right circumstances. It wasn't completely nutty that Kyoko was in that kind of an arrangement. "And at least she knows to clear out when you've got a VIP guest, huh?" she finished, with a little chuckle, as she playfully, very lightly tapped Kyoko's abs with her fist.

“Yeah, we almost won the tag titles as well but she went and got blindsided even though she knew that our opponents weren’t exactly ms. Squeaky clean so we kinda got screwed.” Kyoko said clearly putting the blame on the loss on Amy’s shoulders. She was the one pinned afterall but explaining all of that to Fallon was another story. And Fallon herself was focused on the positives, namely the fact that she was out of the house at the time with little fuss. Kyoko could only think of two possible places she could be when she ‘cleared out.’

“She’s probably out and about, or chilling with her friend Chelsea.” or beating up on some girl she snagged for the night since she knew Amy had a match and she had a tendency to keep her prized but she had already made it clear her arrangement with Amy was weird enough dropping that on Fallon was a lot. “I should know I’ve had to clear out for her guests or friends. Though I have to say mine are better.”

Well, that was definitely unfortunate, that Kyoko had gotten so close to a title, only to lose the opportunity through no fault of her own. Fallon had never been afforded quite that high of an opportunity here at AFW, but she had fought champions and top contenders and knew what a near miss felt like. It sucked.

It seemed like Kyoko had some idea where her roommate might be, though honestly it didn't matter too much, so long as the girl didn't come home in the middle of a belly punching match, or something, and start causing a ruckus. "Well, it's only fair you both can give the other some space," Fallon would say. "But you're right, you've got probably the best guest out there, huh? Her guests ever look like this?"

Fallon would smile and twirl around, pushing out her butt to show off the attire, then pushing out her stomach and tightening her abs to show off their definition!