Before we know it we’re face to face glaring deeply into each other’s eyes. She invited me to say what I had to say to her face but instead I just taunt her…
C’mon you fucking bitch… are you even able to move or is what your wearing too tight
She pushes me with both arms
I return the favour
It’s tit for tat pushing and shoving for the next 20 seconds or so, insults fly with each push and each push gets harder
Suddenly the dressing room door opens… it’s Gary
probably wondering why we’re not going to the studio / worried at the damage we might cause to the changing room!!
Lauren turns to him and yells ‘ FUCK OFF GARY ‘
he gingerly closes the door and as he does ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE BETWEEN US!!!!!!!!!!
Arms and legs fly as lockers get slammed into (Gary is probably right to worry!!) Moments later our hands are buried deep in each other’s hair as we shuffle and struggle amid gasps and groans. I wrap one of my black shiny spanx clad legs around my opponents and we fall to the ground with a thud. Locked tightly we roll desperately trying to gain the upper hand!
