Julia chugged half the contents of her water bottle before stopping to breathe. She wiped her forehead with a towel and smoothed one of her braids. Preparing to fight the capoeira master Eddy Gordo, she had just spent an hour in the dojo practicing her low attacks. Longing for a nice, hot shower, she glanced at her watch. If she hurried, she would have just enough time to run back to the hotel and clean up before her fight.
Leaving the dojo, she thought about her conversation with Xiaoyu early that morning. She couldn't help but wonder why Hwoarang of all people would offer help to Jin's girlfriend. A thought crossed her mind that perhaps he wasn't such a bad guy after all, but she quickly took it back. From all she had seen, that redhead was nothing but a hot temper and a whole lot of trouble.
Wanting to save her energy for the fight, she took the elevator instead of the stairs. When she got into her room, she saw that Xiaoyu was not there. The clock read eight o'clock, so her friend was no doubt watching Jin's fight against the British boxer, Steve Fox. She flipped on the bathroom light and inhaled the lingering scent of Xiaoyu's floral shampoo. She regretted that it would fade under the harsh smell of her own dandruff shampoo. Eager to wash off the sticky sweat, she unbraided her hair and peeled off her clothes.
Leaving the dojo, she thought about her conversation with Xiaoyu early that morning. She couldn't help but wonder why Hwoarang of all people would offer help to Jin's girlfriend. A thought crossed her mind that perhaps he wasn't such a bad guy after all, but she quickly took it back. From all she had seen, that redhead was nothing but a hot temper and a whole lot of trouble.
Wanting to save her energy for the fight, she took the elevator instead of the stairs. When she got into her room, she saw that Xiaoyu was not there. The clock read eight o'clock, so her friend was no doubt watching Jin's fight against the British boxer, Steve Fox. She flipped on the bathroom light and inhaled the lingering scent of Xiaoyu's floral shampoo. She regretted that it would fade under the harsh smell of her own dandruff shampoo. Eager to wash off the sticky sweat, she unbraided her hair and peeled off her clothes.