Post by OLI BLAQK && CHELSEA on Oct 19, 2012 6:24:38 GMT -5
There is a single person that sits in a booth in a small diner that has somehow survived in this busy city. It's pitch black outside, the night before the Velocity showing. A very sexy blond twirls her hair around in between her fingers and sighs. You can tell that the woman is waiting for someone.
“Hi! You kept me waiting for a decent time... “
Chelsea says this to the guy who approaches her, he's muscular like no other, has a buzzcut and tons of tattoos.
“Yeah I'm sorry. Traffic was horrible. Plus, I'm breaking into Velocity this week as you know so I just have a lot on my mind. I know I'm against a nobody this week but its still so nerve rattling that its on national television. And now it turns out that Kurt Angle is the general manager. The guy is a inspiration, wrestlin with a broken freakin neck. So my first week in like I went on earlier is going to be a match where I have to completely carry someone through it. The guy can think he's the best all he wants but you and I both know its me. You and I both know that this opportunity has been a long and hard journey. I'm sorry this is all coming out on you but this is what Ive been thinking about for this whole week.”
Chelsea understands exactly where Oli is coming from. She knows what it's like to struggle in this business. Until this managerial job in Velocity she hadnt had the best of luck lately. She puts her arm out over the table and grabs his hand to try to make him smile at least a little bit. Her tactic works getting her boyfriend to be a bit happier.
“I know it's tough babe but I'm sure your matches will get better from here. I mean, I'm sure the whole roster isn't full of guys without talent. But until then why don't you take this pretty lady home so you can pin something that's not sweating and talentless.”
She winks at him before he leaves a few bucks on the table for the bill and the pair stands up. Oli wraps his tattoo covered arm around his girlfriend and they both exit the restraunt. Through the window of the join, you can see them walking to a silver sports car and zooming off into the night.
“Hi! You kept me waiting for a decent time... “
Chelsea says this to the guy who approaches her, he's muscular like no other, has a buzzcut and tons of tattoos.
“Yeah I'm sorry. Traffic was horrible. Plus, I'm breaking into Velocity this week as you know so I just have a lot on my mind. I know I'm against a nobody this week but its still so nerve rattling that its on national television. And now it turns out that Kurt Angle is the general manager. The guy is a inspiration, wrestlin with a broken freakin neck. So my first week in like I went on earlier is going to be a match where I have to completely carry someone through it. The guy can think he's the best all he wants but you and I both know its me. You and I both know that this opportunity has been a long and hard journey. I'm sorry this is all coming out on you but this is what Ive been thinking about for this whole week.”
Chelsea understands exactly where Oli is coming from. She knows what it's like to struggle in this business. Until this managerial job in Velocity she hadnt had the best of luck lately. She puts her arm out over the table and grabs his hand to try to make him smile at least a little bit. Her tactic works getting her boyfriend to be a bit happier.
“I know it's tough babe but I'm sure your matches will get better from here. I mean, I'm sure the whole roster isn't full of guys without talent. But until then why don't you take this pretty lady home so you can pin something that's not sweating and talentless.”
She winks at him before he leaves a few bucks on the table for the bill and the pair stands up. Oli wraps his tattoo covered arm around his girlfriend and they both exit the restraunt. Through the window of the join, you can see them walking to a silver sports car and zooming off into the night.
