Off Camera Road Trip to Primm, Nv.
Holly Wood strutted out of her home in Vegas, sequins sparkling in the morning sun. She slid into her sleek, cherry red Chevrolet Camaro. The car purred to life as she adjusted her oversized cat-eye sunglasses. Today, she wore a fitted, shimmering silver jacket that caught the light with every movement, over a black sequin top. Her high-waisted, dark skinny jeans accentuated her long legs, and her black stiletto heels added that extra touch of glam.
Holly glanced in the mirror, puckered her lips in satisfaction, and revved the engine. Today was the day she’d pick up Song from Su-Ji Ranch for a heart-to-heart drive to Primm, NV.
As the vibrant streets of Vegas receded in the rearview mirror, Holly couldn’t help but think about the upcoming conversation. It was the first time Song would step into the ring since losing two of her closest friends. Holly wanted to be there for her, especially since Song’s girlfriend had to work tonight.
Glancing at the GPS, she saw they had a good drive ahead. Perfect time for some much-needed support and conversation. Holly’s heart buzzed with a mix of excitement and empathy, ready to help Song through this tough moment.
Holly Wood: Ready or not, Primm, here we come.
She said aloud, determined to make the journey meaningful.
Holly pulled up to Su-Ji Ranch in her cherry red Chevrolet Camaro, the engine purring as she slowed to a stop. The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the rustic landscape. Song stood outside, waiting with her duffle bag slung over her shoulder.
Song was dressed for the journey in a casual yet stylish ensemble. She wore a fitted black tank top that showcased her toned arms, paired with comfortable, dark cargo pants perfect for travel. Her sturdy, lace-up combat boots added an edge to her look, while her aviator sunglasses shielded her eyes from the bright sun. Her dark hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, highlighting her determined expression.
As Holly stepped out of the car, she greeted Song with a warm smile and a nod.
Holly Wood: Girl, thank you for taking my offer. I know how much you hate traveling alone but do it so as not to bother no one when Loti is busy. And I figured you wouldn't mind taking the drive with somebody.
Song: Thank you for inviting me.
Song puts her duffel bag in the back of the car behind her seat on the floor so it stays in place.
Holly Wood: Of course, it’s nice to have someone to ride along with.
Song: Totally, that’s why Han, sorry Loti travels with me.
Holly Wood: Speaking of Loti, you two have been together close to 5 years now, right?
Song: Yes, and a lot has changed. Personally, mentally, and emotionally. A lot of growth is a good way of putting it. And I've been lucky to have her in my life throughout that journey.
Holly Wood: Oh, that's so cute, you sound like a little Hallmark card.
Song: Hey! Don’t mock me!
The two share a laugh. They begin the drive. The sun is high in the sky, casting a bright, warm light over everything. The sky is a clear, vivid blue with just a few wispy clouds drifting lazily. The air is warm but not stifling, and there's a gentle breeze that rustles the leaves of the trees lining the road.
Holly Wood: I miss Nurse Loti. Back in SCU, we were a tight group. It felt like family. I love SCW but there is a clear line that separates the wrestlers from the non-wrestlers who work in SCW. SCU since it was smaller plus the whole GRIME take over, I’m sure played a role. But since back in SCW full-time, I noticed it more.
Song: Well, they had their own non-wrestlers like you say, so I think it made SCU stand more united. Plus, with you playing both wrestler and interviewer, you helped close that gap between the two sides.
The car hums smoothly along the winding road, passing by fields of tall grass that sway in the breeze, their tips catching the light and sparkling like tiny diamonds.
Holly Wood: Thanks, I tried at least, but all the hardcore matches helped more, seeing how it put us in the medical room more often than not.
In the distance, mountains rise majestically, their peaks dusted with snow that glows softly under the noon sun. The scent of pine and earth fills the air, creating a calming and peaceful atmosphere.
Holly Wood: So now that you broke up the Elders…
Song: I didn’t break up the stable. We lost two key members. We had planned to break up. The plan was to work out a feud in which the payoff match would have been at the next Blaze of Glory, which would be mid-February to mid-March, somewhere in that time frame. We were set to disband in a story for the SCW fans. Seeing how so many wrestlers had forgotten that it’s not just about doing moves in the ring. It’s about the story, the journey that got you there and, more importantly, why the fans buy tickets to the show. We didn’t get to do it, it sucks, but that is life.
As they drive further, the sky remains clear, and the bright sunlight casts sharp shadows on the ground.
Holly Wood: So Song, now that you are back, are you ready for your Belle of the Brawl match?
Song: I’m ready to get in the ring. The match, the opponent, what the match is for, what it implies, who I would face next due to the result of this match. None of that matters to me. That is for Andrea to go talk about.
The journey is serene and beautiful, with the changing scenery providing a constant source of wonder and delight.
Holly Wood: That’s not the Song I know, you know!
Song: That, Song, died weeks ago. This Song is just taking it one day at a time.
Holly Wood: That Song sounds boring.
Song: Like if I was ever not boring.
Holly Wood: You said it, sister, not me!
Song: Hey! Song says as she playfully punches Holly Wood in her arm.
The road stretches out before them, bathed in the bright, golden light of the afternoon sun. The warmth of the day and the company make the drive feel like a peaceful and enjoyable journey. Holly Wood turns on the radio to play some pop beat music for the rest of the drive.