Oscar had been watching Drayden's promo in the monitor backstage. He had been at the site the whole day, and this was the case every day barring weekends, holidays or injuries. His routine was always similar; Arrives at the building at 9:30. Gym until lunch. Then a few hours in the Performance Center. After that, he'd help the crew out with the setup and preparation if he didn't have a match on, and if he did have one on, then he'd be practicing with his opponent the match plan they'd written together the night before. Then, after dinner, he either went out and wrestled, or stayed here and watched on the monitors. Then he'd help the crew after the show ended before finally heading home between 11 and 12.

But today was different. Will had just finished giving his speech about having to relinquish the belt due to an injury. Oscar decided it'd be a good idea to go and check up on his longtime friend and colleague. Their high profile 2006 title feud, when both men hadn't been wrestling for that many years, had help them both to grow incredibly as performers, and ever since, they have been firm friends, and no matter how their position on the card or how their characters had been treated, any time Oscar got back in the ring with Drayden on TV, it was a special match to Oscar.

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In the hallway just outside the screening room, Sexton was emerging from the recording room two doors down, and promptly threw up. It was only his long service and status as a veteran that stopped Oscar from losing his shit right there on the spot. No matter what they do, veterans have earned some degree of respect. Even so, Oscar was undoubtedly angry disgusted, and roughly helped Sexton up by the shoulder of his shirt.

"Jesus fucking christ, man!" He spat. "Get a drink of water, clean yourself up and go sit down!"

As Oscar walked away, avoiding the puddle of puke on the floor, he parted with the words "Fucking embarrassment!"

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Oscar passed the notice board on the way to the locker room. He took a quick glance at the the plans. He knew beforehand that he wouldn't be performing, but hadn't seen the tournament brackets yet. He took a quick look, and then whistled. Semi-finals! Tht wasn't bad going! Plus he was being put over Savaka. Does this mean they have plans to put him in an IC title feud. That was news to him, though very good news! Oscar had been stuck in the lower midcard for months, which did have its perks, like being able to unwind and watch the rest of the show after getting changed, but it also meant a smaller check. Gethin Rhys was the winner of the tournament it seemed. Odd choice, though Oscar could see the logic to it.


Oscar eventually reached the locker room and found Drayden. "Hey, Will," he started, casually. "You feeling okay? I was going to get something to eat and then go watch Barbie's promo in the screening room if you wanted to come with me. Your girl cuts one hell of a good heel promo. Is she like that when you argue?"