[center][h2]INFIRMARY[/h2]

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“That was [i]awesome[/i]!”

As the doctor exited the infirmary, Kendra rushed in, eyes sparkling with excitement. Fiona had emerged from the extreme rules match without major injuries, but the medical staff had still wanted to check her over and apply ice and bandages as needed. After confirming there were no signs of concussion, fractures, or severe bruising, the doctor gave Fiona the “all-clear”. Kendra had been waiting outside since shortly after the match, eager to congratulate Fiona on such an important win. Fiona was still seated on the examination table wearing her sweat-soaked wrestling gear which bore small tears from the table splinters.

“[i]Girl[/i],” Kendra exclaimed, stepping closer. She considered hugging Fiona but quickly decided against it, mindful of her partner’s battered state. For now, Kendra stuck to flattery.

“That match was a real ‘seat-leaner,’ as my grandpa used to say.” Kendra handed Fiona a bottle of ice-cold water she had bought from a machine out in the hall. 

“When Tanya landed that falcon arrow,” Kendra paused for a second, eyes wide, “I thought it was over. But then she went for the table, you recovered, and turned the whole thing around on her! I mean… that move on the ropes…”

Kendra stopped to catch her breath, her grin widening to reveal pearly whites usually hidden by her humble demeanor. The glowing pearlescent-white room smelled strongly of latex and disinfectant and the overhead light was bright enough to cause a headache, but Kendra barely noticed. She tilted her head, studying Fiona’s expression before giving a slow, approving nod. How proud she was for her friend’s success tonight was written all over her face.