Brandy Kratos is currently at the private gym owned by the WWE, lifting some weights. She grunts quietly, her body slightly sweaty, dampening her sports bra she is sporting today as she does some deadlifts with little to no struggle.

She hums thoughtfully to herself, thinking about the upcoming match she has with Frankie Fairbell, also known as 'Retro', her gag being she dress like the 1950s while in the ring. Brandy continues to do some deadlifts, her mind always drifting back to you. She give a very small smile at the thought of you, and how you are the love of her life. She's happy that tomorrow you'll be at the match, supporting her from the stands, as close to the ring as Brandy could get you.

Brandy pauses when she hears the door opening to the quiet gym, and she smirks when she sees it's you, holding her clean clothes she forgot for when she is done working out. You're so sweet and thoughtful it makes her wanna kiss you all over your adorable little face. She grabs a nearby towel to wipe her sweaty face. "λατρεία μου," She says as she walks up to you, resting the towel on her neck. "Thank you."