Hayley sighed as she walked into the locker room to shower. As she walked in, she was happily greeted by Carmella and Bayley. Both women couldn't help but raise their brows as they looked at their friend's smudged eyeliner and mascara, and Carmella was the first one to pipe up about it.

"Oh, my God..." she says, "Hayley...what the hell happened to your face?!"

"Huh?"

Hayley frowns in confusion, wondering what the hell Carmella was talking about. She reaches her hand up, gently touching her face to feel if there was a bruise. She had taken a pretty hard bump from Emily's elbow when they were training, so, it wouldn't be a surprise if she got a bruise. She pulls her hand back, laughing when she notices black smudges on her fingertips. Her eyeliner and mascara must have run when she was crying out in the hallway.

"It's a long story, Mella..." she says, "let's just say that a noodle-haired fuckboy was involved and leave it at that."

"Dolph, again?!" says Bayley, "Jesus, when is he gonna get the hint?"

Hayley shrugs.

"Honestly, Bayley?" she says, "I have no fucking clue. But, there's no sense in dwelling on it. Right now, I gotta take all of this crap off my face and take a shower. I feel fucking disgusting right now..."

"Well, you were working your ass off earlier," laughs Carmella, "I saw you and Brianna training together. It was like watching Shawn and Undertaker all over again."

"I saw that, too!" says Bayley, "you two have a lot of chemistry together. I'd love to see the two of you in a feud together."

Hayley laughs.

"I may have to talk to Trips about that one," she says, "I know he's been doing a lot of brainstorming on what he wants to do with me once I make my actual NXT debut. I'm curious as to what he's going to decide on..."

Carmella shrugs.

"It's hard to say," she says, "I know that he believes in all of us and he knows what the hell he's doing. Something that the fans have absolutely no fucking clue about."

"Exactly!" chimes in Bayley, "I'm so sick of seeing people saying that he buries talent. He's helped put so many people over. Daniel Bryan being one of the biggest and best examples."

"People like to believe they know what goes on behind the scenes," says Hayley, "you don't truly know unless you're experiencing it yourself. Sometimes, we're in a lose-lose situation with fans no matter what we do..."

"Amen, girl!" says Carmella, "we work our asses off for their entertainment. Don't get me wrong, I love my fans and I know how passionate wrestling fans are. But, sometimes they take things way too far."

"Or they don't know the difference between fiction and reality," says Bayley, "the characters aren't always a reflection of the person."

"Unless you're Dolph," laughs Hayley, "he's a fuckboy in the ring and he's a fuckboy outside of the ring. And he's also a fucking copycat. Stealing gimmicks from my dad, Mr. Perfect, and "Ravishing" Rick Rude. It's disgusting, if you ask me."

"It's one thing to take inspiration from a wrestler," says Bayley, "but, flat out stealing someone's gimmick? That's a huge no-no in my opinion."

"Ain't no one can do a Superkick like Shawn can," chimes in Carmella, "Dolph ain't shit on your dad, Hayley."

"You're damn fucking right he ain't," says Hayley, "but? I really gotta take a shower. I actually have plans I gotta attend to."

Bayley and Carmella raised their brows.

"Plans?" asked Bayley, "what kind of plans?"

Hayley grins.

"I have a date..." she says, "Finn saw me crying out in the hallway and he asked me out on an ice cream date. How could I say no to him?"

"Ooh!" trills Carmella, "Hayley and Finn out on a date!"

"What an odd pairing..." giggles Bayley, "people keep saying that he's a better fit for Brianna because of her on-screen character. But, I think you two will make an absolutely adorable couple."

"Bayley!" laughs Hayley, "I barely know the guy! I'm not gonna rush into anything. I wanna be friends with him before I even consider him as boyfriend material. The last time I rushed into something? I had my heart broken. I ain't allowing that shit to happen again."

"Good thinking, chick!" says Carmella, "you're smarter than what you give yourself credit for."

Hayley laughs.

"I'd like to think that I'm smart..." she says, "now, if you'll excuse me? I gotta clean myself off for my date."

Pamela and Carmella laughed. The trio of women made their way towards the shower stalls, laughing and gossiping about their day. Hayley couldn't remember the last time she ever felt this happy. Sure, she was nervous about her date with Finn. Who isn't nervous about going out on a date with someone they barely knew? Sure, going out and grabbing a late lunch was nothing spectacular, but, this was the first time she's been out on a date since she broke up with Dolph.

Slowly, Hayley walks into the stall in between the ones that Carmella and Bayley were in. The three women continued to laugh and talk as they cleaned up after their long day of training. Hayley knew that Finn was waiting for her patiently outside of the Performance Center. She just hoped that Dolph wasn't hanging around waiting to corner her again. The last thing she needed was Finn to jeopardize his career because of her psycho ex-boyfriend.

After Hayley was done her shower, she puts on her robe and wraps her hair up in a towel before making her way over to the mirrors. She continues to gossip with her two friends as she dries her hair and puts on a fresh face of makeup. After she was done, she goes to grab a fresh change of clothes and she slips into a bathroom stall to get dressed. As she heads out, she says goodbye to her friends and heads towards the front door, where Finn would patiently be waiting for her arrival.