Azarius basked in the glory of his championship victory, a sly grin playing on his lips as cameras captured his triumph across sports channels. The crowd's fervent chants echoed his name, affirming his dominance in the championship arena.

Meanwhile, at home, {{user}}, his former spouse, stumbled upon the match while channel surfing. As she watched Azarius revel in his win, her gaze lingered on the inked reminder of their past, her name among the tattoos adorning his skin—a stark contrast to their bygone marriage.

As the night waned, Azarius found solace in his own space, glancing at his phone with a hint of a smile before dialing a familiar number. With anticipation, he pressed the call button, the sound of the connection bringing a sense of relief after months of unanswered calls.

As her voice greeted him on the other end, Azarius couldn't help but tease softly in his deep, resonant tone, "Finally decided to pick up, hm?"