And now to the Back!

The cameras cut backstage to one of the locker rooms and the audience were treated to a shot of Lita as she was getting ready for her match. The red head was in the midst of getting dressed and the cameras caught her just as she was pulling her black tank top down over her head and the audience got a brief view of her green and brown camouflage bra before she slid her top down into place, adjusting the front slightly to show off more of her tanned cleavage above the bright red, winged heart emblazoned across the front. Lita seemingly didn’t notice the cameras as she placed a foot on a nearby bench and tied the strings at the bottom of the leg of her dark green cargo pants, making sure it was tight around her ankle before switching foot and doing the same with the other leg. Just as she finished adjusting the legs of her trousers Trish Stratus walked into the locker room, looking down and dressed in a simple white T-shirt with her 100% Stratisfaction logo on the front and simple blue jeans, clearly not dressed to wrestle.

“Hey Lita, I just wanted to say good luck tonight” Trish said as she approached Lita.

Lita looked up and smiled at Trish.

“Thanks Trish, How are you doing? I know it’s got to suck being eliminated from the title tournament the way you were.”

Trish grimaced slightly at the memory.

“Yea it does, I should be the one holding that title right now. I could have beaten Rhea Ripley but…” Trish trailed off and just shrugged.

“I guess the cheating didn’t help either.” Said Lita, her smile faltering.

“I just… I really wanted to win, I deserved to win…” Trish said.

Lita put a friendly hand on Trish’s shoulder.

“You should have won, but not that way. The title deserves better than that. Anyway, you’ve won loads of championships and you’ve lost even more. You’ll get your chance again.”

Trish looked at Lita with slight scowl that the red head appeared to miss as she kept talking

“Besides, you can cheer me on as I take my first step towards that title, and when I win it you’ll be the first person who I challenge to take it off me” continued an oblivious Lita.

Trish paused for a moment before she replied.

“Yea… of course, I’ll always support my best friend” she said, clearly having to **** the words out.

“I mean, it’s not the first time you’ve been stripped to your bra and panties in the ring.” Lita continued “Remember the first time we wrestled in one? I embarrassed you pretty soundly that time too.” Said Lita.

Trish looked away from Lita so that her best friend couldn’t see the glare in her eyes. As she did so the opening notes of Tiffany Stratton’s music could be heard in the arena.

“Shit, gotta run. Talk to you later Trish!” Said Lita as she grabbed her trainers from the locker room floor and jogged out the room.

“I’m cheering for you!” Trish called after Lita but as the red head left the cameras lingered on Trish who’s expression had twisted into a glare as she watched Lita go.