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His first official wrestling match in about a year, and every possible pre-match feeling was raging inside of him. Adrenaline, butterflies, goosebumps, Juston could feel all of them and then some. It was almost nostalgic for him, reminding him of his very first wrestling match, in both the professional and traditional styles. Juston began rolling his shoulders, stretching out his legs, doing some crunches, practicing his vertical jump, because his life as a high flier required him to be his best.

It was a simple house show, everyone has just cooled down from Killer Instinct so wrestlers that didn't appear on it, or just making their debut in Juston's case, were to wrestle tonight and be prepared for Crucifiction as well. After taking a quick drink of his ice cold water, he heard a knock at the door. Before he could even look at the door, the door swung open.
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