Ossi Shamar strutted her way through the backstage area of LAW after some promotional posing for the academy, clad in her classic green-gold lycra top, matching briefs, green boots and long gold gloves.
It had been a couple of days since Ossi had endured probably the worse loss of her LAW career (not that there weren't plenty of choices, she thought bitterly) at the hands of the insufferable Danielle. The memories of the crushing embarrassment were still raw, after the model had wiped her out 5-0 in the match, leaving her a naked, defeated mess by the end of it. And to make matters worse, another wrestler had gotten involved - this
Alexa - who'd only added to Ossi's woes.
So when she rounded the corner into an empty passage in the LAW backstage and spotted a familiar figure sitting outside one of the offices, her cheeks reddened with both anger and the memory of the embarrassment. None other than Alexa sat there, flicking idly through a magazine, and Ossi would need to walk right past her to get back to her changing room. Bristling, she decided she now had a chance to pay the woman back for her disreputable conduct in gate-crashing Ossi's match!
She made her way down the passage, glowering at Alexa with each step, and when she reached her she idly slapped the magazine out of her hands with a haughty sneer.
"
Well, look who it is," she challenged. "
So is this what you do when you're not interfering in other peoples' matches? Sit about idly reading magazines?"
