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IRL!

(Saturday, August 6th, 2022)

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After waking up from a very unpleasant dream, and failing to go back to sleep afterwards, I decided to pull myself together and hit the hotel gym at the ripe time of 6am.

My phone has been blowing up since I posted last night, only unfolding even more chaos. Jey also liked my post, which I found quite amusing considering Roman Reigns seems to have him on a tight leash. I've always gained about 1 million new followers since the post too... already, and it hasn't even been 24 hours. I feel like my head is spinning... but in a way that I don't want it to stop. This is exactly what I've been wanting, and I'm just getting started.

I close my eyes envisioning a acai bowl and iced coffee for after my workout as I begin stretching, my mouth watering a bit in the process. I made sure to eat a cliff bar and chug some pink lemonade pre-workout, knowing to never workout on an empty stomach. Golden rule.

The hotel gym is completely empty and I'm very thankful for it. Of course, at hotel's or local gyms they are not private, but it's nice to have a gym to yourself every once in a while. Makes me miss my own gym at home, especially my own wrestling ring I had specially made when my house was built, knowing wrestling is my home, my life.

My phone starts buzzing about twenty minutes to my run and I smirk looking down to see who it is. Wifey Rhea. I decrease the speed before answering her FaceTime.

"Hellooo." I scrunch my nose happily at the camera.

"Morning." Rhea appears on the screen, holding up a mug for cheers. "Working out?" She asks, noting my headphones.

The one and only person up this early in the morning, I swear.

"Mhmm. You're lucky I was awake." I hum as she sips her coffee.

"You would've answered." She grins.

"Much less enthused." I laugh.

"Ah." She waves me off, taking a seat. "You doing anything this weekend?"

I quickly rack through my brain of anything, but I had no plans except traveling back home... unless something came up of course.

"Nope." I pop the p, my smirk reappearing. "Why, you want some of this all weekend." I shimmy my shoulders at her.

She throws her head back in laughter. "Yes, yes I do. I need all of Crimson this weekend. It's been too long."

It has. With leaving NXT and planning my debut, it's been a minute since Rhe and I have got to do something.

"Then it's a date." I rub my hands together excitedly. "I go shower now and book a flight to Miami then."

"Sounds good." She nods. "That'll give me a chance to tidy up."

We say a few more things and then hang up and I head back to my room to rinse off and pack up. I also text Denni and Uncle Jack, letting them know I'm having a girls weekend with Rhea, and then search for flights. 9am, perfect.

That gives me a chance to grab some breakfast on the way to the airport.

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The flight was only about two hours, being a nonstop flight. I enjoyed juice and caught up on some email's.

I easily track down an uber at the airport, my knee bouncing the entire car ride. A girl's weekend was very much needed.

"Hey, babes." Rhea opens her door and holding out her arms and I fall into her.

"Missed you."

"Missed you." She squeezes the life out of me and we stay this way for a moment until Barry and Luna, her two dogs, start barking trying to push past her to get to me.

"Awww, I missed you guys too." I chuckle, bending down to scratch between both their ears. Barry and Luna are some of the cutest fur babies in the world, but I may be biased.

"I'll get your bag." She offers, grabbing from behind. "You," She points to me with her nail, "Have a lot to catch me up on." She looks at me, dead serious.

Why do I feel scared? Oh, who am I kidding, it's Rhea... I should be scared.

We enter the house and she discards my suitcase in the foyer for the time being, heading for the kitchen.

"I'm going to grab the wine, and you are going to sit your ass on the couch and tell me everything about yesterday, because what the hell?" She looks at me wildly, shaking her head as she pulls the cork out with her teeth.

I furrow my brows. Wait- what happened yesterday? Hmm, let's see...

A moment later she steps in front of me holding out my glass.

"Yes?" I look up at her innocently.

She stretches her neck out. "Come out, out with it!"

Out with- ohhh, SmackDown? I take my glass and she plops down on the other side of the L-shaped couch, Barry and Luna running through to their beds as well. Good, now that's everyone's here...

"What about? Did I look good?" I grin at her slyly.

"Well, of course you looked good." She rolls her eyes. "What the hell was the segment with Roman Reigns? Was that Hunter's switch?" Eugh, if I hear the name Roman Reigns again it'll be too soon—Well- okay, my fault a little, I guess...

"Oh, yeahhh, about that." I chuckle, tracing my finger around the rim of the glass. "Funny story." I sink further into the couch.

"What?" Rhea asks, sitting up she eyes me. "What did you do?"

Wha- pff. I throw my hands up. "What makes you think I did something?"

She tilts her head towards me, giving me her look.

"Ugh, okay, so I mayyy have not went out when I supposed to..."

Her eyes shine as they widen, realization hitting her. "You did your own thing." She states, not even having to question it.

I rub my lips together. "I did."

"Ooo-hoo." She chuckles. "I am so proud of you!"

Okay, I feel a bit better. "Thank you." My shoulders straighten. "It did get me fined though."

Her laughter grows. "Oh, I bet Hunter was pissed."

"Only for a momenttt." I wave it off, though I know I'm now going to be on thin ice here for a while. But seeing his smug face thrown off guard... worth it.

As she takes deep breaths, wiping the corners of her eyes her face turns mischievously curious. "Wait, why Roman?"

I huff through my nose, rolling my eyes. "You're telling me he hasn't been handed everything for the past two years?" She nods, waiting for me to continue. "And all I wanted was to start or end the show, but nooo." I shake my head. "It's silly and stupid, but my anger of being pushed to later in the night but not getting to close kept brewing, and before I could even think twice I just went out there and said whatever came to mind." I tell her honestly.

She smirks. "Putting the top man in his place, you'll be there in no time."

I hum contently. "That's the plan. I didn't come to SmackDown to step to the side for anybody, especially not Roman Reigns." I state.

"Hell yeah." Rhea slaps her hand on the couch. "Well, I believe your SmackDown debut calls for a celebration. My treat." Yessss.

"I fucking love you." I blow her a kiss earning a wink back.

"To Crimson Kae." She holds up her glass.

"To Crimson Kae." I cheers.

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Hey guysss!! Happy Monday Night Raw♥️

Anddd, HAPPY 4 MONTHS TO CRIMSON USTULATIONNN!! <3

I was very excited for this to be a Rhea centered chapter bc she's been mentioned quite a bit so far but hasn't actually been present for a chapter so I really wanted to include her in this one!! :)

I LOVE her & Crimson's friendship SO muchhh, can't wait to write them more 😆

Anywaysss, hope y'all enjoyed this chapterrr!! Crimson's annoyance over Roman is giving me lifeeee, lmao. Also RIP AFA🙏🏼 My heart hurts so much for the Anoa'i Fam rn💔

Ohhh andddd... we hit 1K reads!! Thank y'all SOOO MUCH!! And I'm loving y'all's comments so please keeep it uppp, they're so motivating!! I love to know y'all's thoughts, questions, & reactions to writhing! <3

Until next time, mwauh!! 💋