>>18958793Raquel looked at the clock on her phone. She was growing impatient. It was almost midnight and her amiga hadn't arrived yet. Well, maybe she was not the wrestler that was arriving today, or maybe the flight got canceled. Raquel looked at the roses she brought to the airport; they'd already begun to wither. She sighed in resignation, starting to accept she would have to come to the airport another day...she looked at the arrivals screen, there were still 4 flights incoming. She threw the roses into a trashcan and went to the lounge bar.
Raquel sat down and ordered a tequila. Maybe she was hoping for something unrealistic. She had put so much faith in her actually wanting to be her amiga. They didn't have a relationship that deep before after all.
Raquel sighed. Maybe she had to come back to the original plan.
After rummaging in her purse, she took a chunk of pages of paper. She glanced through them. Those pages had in them the real reason why Raquel stayed in SpaghettiSpaghetti Town after the match against Casandra. She could've retired from wrestling then. But the title, and this town...compared to the prospect of friendship, it was easier to think that the legend she was chasing was real. The pages had the list of candidates. She knew one of those women would be key to achieving her deseo.
The pages in front were the unassessed Candidatas, she checked if any of the names were part of the B1...Ciel Du Grenoiulle and Nico Katz. She read through their reports, they were interesting women. Even if she didn't have a match against them, she would be able to take a closer look and interact with them to evaluate them better. There were 19 spots filled, still one extra possible addition. She checked on the potential competition one by one...she stopped at Kuro Noire II. She sort of resembled someone...but it could not be, the eyes were of a different color, and those didn't look like contacts. Was Kuro II a potential Candidata?
Maybe.
