The movie star and the rock star (Hel and Carol)

Riana Helstrom relaxed in her dressing room, leaning back in her bed, holding an ice pack against her head. She had taken a nice warm shower after her hardcore match with Carol and was now clad in a red dress to match her eyes. She had candles set up and a bottle of champagne ready. Carol Bradbury had her room key and number. Hel only hoped that Carol knew her rocker's instincts well enough to figure out what was meant to happen. Hel loved her music and her fighting spirit... the fact that the rocker was cute as hell definitely helped.

All that aside though, Hel fought hard with Carol. Now she hoped they would engage in a more enjoyable activity.

Carol barely reached the place,crawling. Halfway,she noticed her body getting really weak,almost numb. She tried to regain the composture as she knocked on the door,slowly standing up with a faint smile in her face. And then she remembered that she had the key. After a few failed attempts,she finally opened to door...

"Helloooo..."

Hel quickly stood up to greet the rocker, "Carol!" She rushed to grab the rocker in a hug, "Good to see you're standing after all that... No hard feelings, okay?" She brought her a chair next to the table with the bottle of champagne. "I... uh... I got some champagne," She added somewhat sheepishly.

Carol tried to look okay as Hel came to hug her. She held the air in her mouth as the other blonde girl hugged her. After the lovely gesture,Carol let out a mouthful of air. Walking toward the chair,she sat down and looked at the bottle. For a rocker,she liked to take care of her body. She never drank alcohol in her entire life,but thought it would be a good moment to start.

"I see...Romantic,I have to admit.."

Hel blushed sheepishly, "Well... I..." Turning away as she poured a glass for Carol, "I... I really liked your music and the way you handled yourself out there." Hel seemed somewhat nervous now, a different side of her than Carol had seen in the ring. "I... well, I wanted to... get to know you better." She smiled warmly, looking in the rocker's eyes.

Carol blushed slightly at Hel's comment. "Know me..better?" She immediatly imagined both of them lying on the bed,kissing each other. She covered her red face and then looked back at Hel in the eyes. She was already feeling really embarrased at the thought of an much older girl locking lips with her.

"So...Hel...How old are you....?"

Hel was shocked at Carol's blushing. Hel was normally a lot less subtle and... well, womanish in her relationships. She had trouble understanding how she got so mousy herself. It wasn't so much Carol... but Hel did like her... It was probably leaving Hollywood to join the AFW. She could let her guard down here.

She stammered, worried that she had read too much into the situation, "Uh... uh, I'm 22..." She lied. "Look, I... uh, if I was too forward, I'm sorry." Hel fidgeted with her dress sheepishly.

Carol thought she was the one to apologise. And couldnt let Hel feel so shy in middle of their date. She cheerfully smirked at her blonde date and stated. "Nah,dont worry. I use to hang out with people of my age,but I think things can change" And with that,she leaned forward and kissed Hel in the cheek softly.

Hel pursed her lips at the way Carol was making her feel old. Pouting, she taunted, "Well, are you even OLD enough to drink, anyway?"

"I'm 18! I think I'm old enough!" Carol playfully giggled as she sat down on the chair again. She looked again at the champagne. It looked really nice. And then she turned back to look at Hel in the eyes. Not really hungry,she leaned forward again and placed her elbows on the table,supporting her chin up with her hands.

"So,Hel,you told me you like my music. Do you like my wrestling style too....?"