Suze liked the beach. It had been one of the perks of uprooting her life in New York and following her Mom to California.
This was not the beach. Upon waking up Suze wondered if maybe, with the beating sun, it was hell. The announcement of a new arena suggested otherwise. "Worse than Hell, then," she muttered to herself. She got up and dusted off her costume. Back in the first arena Suze had wondered if it was supposed to be a play on Jesse. She'd mentioned him vaguely once or twice to her stylist. That was an obvious mistake.
But maybe there had been more to it? She didn't know how much the stylists new about the arenas, but maybe, just maybe, she had actually been trying to help in her own way?
There would be time to think about that later, though. For now the most important thing seemed to be getting water of some kind. She knew she wouldn't last very long without it. Sweating under the burning sun, she trudged forth, pulling the brim of her hat down closer. Time to get started.
Suze Simon - Open
This was not the beach. Upon waking up Suze wondered if maybe, with the beating sun, it was hell. The announcement of a new arena suggested otherwise. "Worse than Hell, then," she muttered to herself. She got up and dusted off her costume. Back in the first arena Suze had wondered if it was supposed to be a play on Jesse. She'd mentioned him vaguely once or twice to her stylist. That was an obvious mistake.
But maybe there had been more to it? She didn't know how much the stylists new about the arenas, but maybe, just maybe, she had actually been trying to help in her own way?
There would be time to think about that later, though. For now the most important thing seemed to be getting water of some kind. She knew she wouldn't last very long without it. Sweating under the burning sun, she trudged forth, pulling the brim of her hat down closer. Time to get started.