Lydia had heard the talk, whispers that Colby might of gotten an injury during his match. Of course she worried about him, she always would, always did when he’d go out there. Lydia waits in his dressing room, fingers tapping on her leg as the nerves get the best of her for a few moments. The strawberry blonde couldn’t wait any longer, instead she starts making her way to the medical area. Bottom lip between teeth, she sees the trainer packing up and gives a look to Colby. “What’s the damage?” She asks softly, chewing on the inside of her cheek and taking a few more steps closer to the other. “I got us an Ubar in case you can’t drive.”
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