Post by amy on Sept 9, 2007 7:17:27 GMT -4
Full Throttle show had ended with Jason Arielle with the Nationwide Champion ship still in his hands. The crowd all trying to leave the arena as quick as possible. Big packs of people all trying to squeeze through the exit at once, and then their was the situation when an extra large man taking most of the space of the door way. Soon the arena was empty, and it was pitch back. Footsteps were echoed through the backstage area. It was home time for most roses and wrestlers, but not for Amy.
Amy was still in her locker room. The sound of running water could be heard by anyone who walked past her door. Steam fogged up her room. The was one explanation for this, and that was Amy was taking a nice, relaxing warm shower. She deserved this shower, from successfully pinning Miss Summers in her match she competed earlier in the night. Her mind raced with thoughts of that match. She couldn't believe that she won that night. She couldn't believe that she escaped Bianca's main submission move. Warm water running down her body, thoughts racing through her mind, Amy was in her own little place. Until somebody began to knock on her door.
Amy was still in her locker room. The sound of running water could be heard by anyone who walked past her door. Steam fogged up her room. The was one explanation for this, and that was Amy was taking a nice, relaxing warm shower. She deserved this shower, from successfully pinning Miss Summers in her match she competed earlier in the night. Her mind raced with thoughts of that match. She couldn't believe that she won that night. She couldn't believe that she escaped Bianca's main submission move. Warm water running down her body, thoughts racing through her mind, Amy was in her own little place. Until somebody began to knock on her door.