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°Rhea Ripley's Live Chaos: The Height Gap, Love, and Laughter°
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It was just a basic sunday when Rhea decided to do an Instagram live.
Rhea Ripley was lounging in her kitchen, her phone propped up on the counter, already live-streaming to thousands of fans. She had just come back from training, her hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, and was still wearing her workout gear—a black tank top that showed off her sculpted arms and a pair of joggers. She sipped casually from a water bottle, looking at the stream of comments that flew across the screen.
"Alright, what's up, lunatics?" she greeted, her Australian accent sending the fans into a frenzy.
She was dressed casually—an oversized black tank top that showed off her muscular arms and tattoos, paired with black joggers. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, a few loose strands framing her face.
The comments flooded in fast: "QUEEN RHEA 🖤💪!" "MAMI IS LIVE LET'S GOOO." "DROP THE WORKOUT ROUTINE, PLEASE!" "MAMI IS HERE!" "Finally some quality content." "Rhea, why do you look like you could destroy all of us at once? 😳"
Rhea smirked, leaning closer to the phone. "Destroy all of you at once? Easy. Don't tempt me."
She laughed as the comments exploded with laughing emojis and dramatic cries of "Mami, please spare us!"
"Anyway, I thought I'd hang out for a bit. Got a little time before I head out to the gym again, so let's see what you all have to say." She started scrolling through the chat, answering questions about her recent matches, her favorite music, and what she was binge-watching on Netflix.
Rhea started answering questions, her sharp grin occasionally softening into a genuine smile. She talked about her upcoming matches, her training routine, and even threw in a few jokes about how Dominik still needed to up his game in the ring.
"Alright, next question," she said, scrolling through the chat. But before she could pick one, a familiar voice called out from another room.
"Babe, have you seen my book?"
The fans went wild. "WAIT WHO WAS THAT??" "IT'S HER GF 😍!" "Y'all hear that? QUEEN!"
"Wait, is that her girlfriend??" "OMG SHE'S THERE 😍!" "Rhea and her gf on live???? BEST DAY EVER."
Rhea grinned knowingly at the camera. "Yeah, that's my girlfriend. She's hunting for something she probably left in the most obvious place possible."
Rhea turned her head toward the hallway, smirking. "What book?" she called back.
Her girlfriend appeared in the doorway, holding up a pair of socks she had clearly been distracted by. "The one I was reading last night!"
The comments went wild: "SHE'S HERE OMG!" "Rhea's hoodie on her gf >>>" "THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE IS KILLING ME 😭."
