Sasha Banks sighed as she entered the women's locker room. She had just come from a mandatory autograph signing and meet and greet. The worst part of being a baby face, she thought, was having to pretend to care about the needs of all the fans.
Sasha could not wait till the writers let her turn heel and play a villain again. She always had much more fun doing that, especially against her BFF Bayley.
As Sasha set down her bag in the locker, she noticed strange looking device in the corner of the room. Lifting it up, she noticed it looked like a TV remote, yet with only two buttons; S and G.
"What the hell?" Sasha whispered to herself, examining the device. Before Sasha could do anything, she felt her phone vibrate.
Glancing down, she noticed it was her sister sending her a message. She had totally forgotten that her sister and her niece and nephew were gonna come visit her before the show.
Heading out to je parking lot backstage, Sasha tried to get better reception so she could call them. As she carelessly twirled the remote around her hand, she accidentally pressed a button.
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