It was quite the chilly day while the ring had been set up for the upcoming match up. The small arena they had put together was buzzing about the giant vat of hot cocoa that was placed on the side of the ring, and the ropes facing it removed entirely.
And then they buzzed even more when
Pulses by Karmin played, red and pink spotlights flashing on the snowy stage to the music. And then as the music stalled, and shot up with "I wanna raise pulses!" the spotlights all centered at the top of the stage where Momo Yamamoto rushed out, a giant smile on her face with her arms out. Then, she realized she was slipping on the slick stage, windmilling her arms and trying to get into a stable position, eyes wide in worry. The last thing she needed was to tumble straight off the stage already. With an awkward smile, she threw her arms out again. She was in her heart singlet and jacket as she made her entrance. And then the rest of the hike to the ring was in a small-stepped jog, patiently making her way as she waved her hand at the crowd. Normally, she was far more animated, but she was just looking to make it to the ring this time.
And eventually, she made it and ducked under the ropes, letting out a deep sigh of relief. The Heart Throb would then feel more comfortable in the ring as she raced to the one side of the ring, putting her hands to her lips and blowing a huge kiss to the crowd! Then she ran to the next ropes and repeated that! And then once more to the third set of ropes! And the raced towards the final side of the ring and suddenly put on the brakes, stopping in surprise when she took a moment to look down at vat of hot cocoa, with steam coming out of it. They... actually put a lot of hot cocoa in there. Momentarily allowing herself to be a little intimidated by it, the Cutie would then look back up to the crowd with a smile and give a far quicker, but still extravagant, blown kiss to the crowd.
Then, Momo would finally make her way to her corner, awaiting her opponent's arrival in their match tonight. And in that moment of rest, Momo realized precisely how cold it was. Grimacing, she zipped up her jacket... and considered, for the first time, that maybe she should wrestle in that tonight. Rubbing her hands together, she did a little cold dance in the corner as she waited for her foe for the evening. Sure, it was wildly uncomfortable, and the match type was probably not what Yamamoto wanted or desired, but she was on a PPV for the first time! And that was a cause of celebration! At least so long as she could feel her fingers later.