A Bad Time For Distraction

[CaptainL]

It was another day at the arena, with another LAW show well underway. As the combatants for the next match took the stage, those who had been in the ring prior were back in the locker rooms to shower, change, and collect their things. For Yuna Matou, that time was a bit more tumultuous than usual. In addition to being a wrestler - and a popular one at that, which meant she was often dealing with the press - she was also a single mom, and she needed to juggle her professional commitments with her duties to her family. Yuna might've been done with another match, but she wasn't ready to relax just yet - she still had her family to keep in touch with. And she knew she still needed to check in on one thing.

As she stepped out of the shower, Yuna reached into her locker for a towel, wiping her face and brow. She let out a huff, rolling her shoulder a little to loosen up her stiff, sore joints. After she got dressed, she pulled her phone out of her gym bag, scrolling to one of the numbers she had saved. That of her younger daughter, Saya. Although her eldest child, Shizuka, had moved out of the house and was now staying at a college in town, Saya still lived at home - and Yuna needed to give her an update.

"Hello? Saya?"

"Hi, Mom!" chirped Saya's voice on the other end. "How's it going? Ooh, how was your match? Didja win? Didja do anything cool?"

Yuna chuckled - Saya had always been proud of the icon her mother was. "Oh, I'll tell you all about it. You're at keijo practice tonight, right?"

"Yep!"

"That's what I thought. I just wanted you to know, my match ran a little bit longer than I expected. I don't think I'll be back in time to pick you up, so you should see about getting a ride."

"That's okay, Mom! I'll just ask Mai's dad, and if he doesn't want to I'll just sit on him until he does!"

Yuna laughed at that. "I see I taught you well. Good luck, honey, I'll see you when I get home..."

While on the phone, Yuna gathered up the rest of her things and started off into the hallway. But her attention was on the conversation - and she wasn't really watching where she was going...