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IRL!
(Sunday, August 7th, 2022)
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I turn over, peeking one eye open to find Rhea still passed out. I somehow always wake up before her, refuse to get up and fall back asleep, and then end up looking like the lazy-bones.
Calmly drifting back off to sleep, finding it easy thanks to the blackout curtains, which I also have back at home, I find myself pulled into a dream...
A Roman Reigns dream to be exact.
Are you freakin kidding me?!
It was mostly a hazy flash of us talking, in the gym or the ring I can't remember already, but I know it was him. His face was very clear.
I'm gonna chalk this up to him being very prevalent in my life as of late...
It was one of those dreams that felt like fog. You can see the dream play out in your head, but once you've woken up you can't remember anything that was said.
And I'm not sure if I'm more mad that he's not infiltrated not only my real life, but now my subconscious, or that he's plagued my mind and it has betrayed me.
Suddenly, as I'm trying to process the thought of Roman Reigns laughing and smiling at something my dream self was saying... an arm crashes down into my stomach.
I let out a groan as snickering fills my ears.
"Oi, wake up, would you?" Rhea cackles.
I scoff, rolling over to face her, and open my eyes to narrow them at her. "I'm awake."
She smirks. "Morning."
The first time I stayed here she refused to let me sleep on the couch, and though she has guest bedrooms, the thought of not having to sleep in a bed alone and the nostalgia of having a sleepover, which I didn't know anything about growing up, we just landed here.
"Ugh." I roll my eyes at her chipper attitude, how long did I fall back asleep for?
Barry and Luna are curled up at our feet, snoring away, hmm as I should be.
"Come on, it's 10:37." Rhea pats my arm. Last I looked it was 8:05. "Wanna workout and then go eat?"
Now she speaks my language. I turn to her with smirk.
"Ah, there we are."
"I'm gonna need like twenty."
"That's fine. Gotta let the demons out." She flips the comforter over. "Barry, Luna." They jump up and off the bed.
Time for some Miami fun.
Last night, we just kept it a chill, stay-in night, knowing we'd go out today. We ordered takeout and after trying to decide for ten minutes what to watch we landed on The Fox and The Hound.
After scrolling on my phone a bit, seeing people still losing their minds over what I posted from Friday, I finally drag myself out of bed and do my morning stuff.
Rhea's transformed her garage into a gym, and though she doesn't have a wrestling ring like me, her at-home gym is still badass.
She has her music blasting as I step out, Luna and Barry already made themselves comfy in their little corner.
"Bout time." Rhea laughs, handing me a cup. "Here babes."
"Ooo, is this what I think it is?" I take a sip and the cold, chocolate taste coats my tongue. "Mmm." I throw my head back, she made her frozen protein shakes that are bomb. "Marry me now." I say with a mouth full.
She winks.
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After showering and freshening up after our workout, we finally hit Miami for some fun.
"Wings?" Rhea smirks, lowering her glasses over her face as she backs out of her driveway.
I glance at her with a smirk of my own. "You know the answer to that is hell yes."
Our favorite wing place isn't too far of a drive, and though I'm one of the only people on the planet that actually doesn't mind Rhe's music, she lets me DJ on the way.
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"Don't get fucking blue cheese!" I exclaim as she places her menu down.
"Why not?" Rhea raises a brow.
"That's a crime! Wings are supposed to go with ranch." I throw my hand up.
It's days like these, and yesterday, I'm so fucking thankful for the WWE, for my life, now, for wrestling. Without it, I would've never met Rhea. I would never be traveling the world, and visiting Miami, or sitting in a restaurant with my best friend arguing over wing sauces.
Some people may take this life for granted, maybe not, but I sure as hell never will.
"Ranch is disgusting." She slams her menu down. "I don't give a damn."
I scoff, waving a hand at her and she blows me a kiss in a return.
"So, how's Judgement Day going?" I pop a fry in my mouth. After our Friday Night Smackdown talk when I arrived yesterday, we put wrestling on pause for the evening... but I can only go so long.
"Ah." Her smirk widens as she points her finger at me. "Now why would I tell you when you kept your debut from me." Her fingernail moves to her chest.
"You know how hard it was for me not to tell you that!" I argue, throwing a fry in her direction which she dodges easily.
"Seemed pretty easy to me..." She sings, shrugging innocently.
"I actually broke down in the shower one night because it was eating me alive!" I exclaim.
I was literally dying not telling Rheaaaa, if I had to tell anyone, she was the one person I wanted to spill everything to... but unfortunately I had to sign a contract... and also wanted it to be a surprise, okay, sue me!! Even if that surprise did kill me on the inside.
She chuckles evilly. "Let's just say... Dom Dom won't be with his father for much longer." She folds her hands together under her chin, leaning forward.
My mouth falls open. "Really?!"
She tosses her hands in the air. "I get to play with him a little longer though." A grin graces her lips. Ooo, that's gonna be so good!!
"He needs something like that." I nod, already buzzing with excitment. I don't care if I'm a wrestler myself, interesting storylines and feuds get me hyped to watch. "Ugh, I can't wait!!!"
"Mmm." She says in the middle of sipping her straw. "Damien wants to know if you're coming tomorrow."
"To Raw?"
"Of course."
Damien texted me yesterday insisting I come to Raw with Rhea because it's been 'too long' since I've visited Monday's, and I couldn't agree more. Being busy with training, business, planning, it's been hard to not be around as much. Not that I could be every week with NXT of course, but now that I'm on the main roster they better be prepared to be sick of me.
"Already told Uncle Jack that's exactly where I'll be." I smile, knowing Damien will be thrilled.
"Good. I would've brought you either way." Rhea declares, excitement shining in her eyes as she tries to hide it on her face.
"Oh, I don't doubt it. I can fit into your suitcase, we've tried it." I laugh.
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"Ugh, I don't think I can breathe." I lay my hand on my chest.
"Me either." Rhea let's out a burp.
We shared each other's wings, ordered a second round of fries, and ate all the veggies too, it was beautiful.
"Thank the Lord I don't live here or I'd eat there every day." I shake my head. Wings are definitely my favorite food, tied with sushi. Mmm, I could wings everyday if I could, I'm so serious.
To think I lived a life where I never tasted both is insane.
"Hey." Rhea swings around in front of me, rocking back and fourth on her feet. "Wanna get tattoos?" Her signature grin returns, as if it ever left.
My face lights up immediately... "Is that even a question?"
"I saw you looking at some art last night, figured you'd be down." She tosses a shoulder up.
I've been dying for a new tat for a few months now, but just haven't found the right time, or motivation. But after these past couple weeks, my mind couldn't be more made up, and it's crazy I don't already have this one...
"Absa-fuckin-lutely."
It's time I get my signature blood drop.
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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!
Hey, heyyy!! Welcome back to Crimson Ustulation lovelies!! <3333
Sorry for keeping y'all waiting for the past couple weeksss, ahhh!! I was gonna try to update for Friday the 13th & SD debuting on USAAA, buttt that's okay here we are lol.
Now y'all have the Rhea & Crimson girl's dayyy before the Miami tattoo ;)
Ugh, I cannot wait for more of them, I'm living for friendship!! ANDDDD... Crimson is heading to RAWWW!! Eeekkk!!
Hope y'all enjoyed this chapterrr!! I can't wait for y'all to read her & Damien's reunion & what I have up my sleeve for her next Friday Night SmackDown, so stay tuned!! Happy Monday Night RAW & THANK Y'ALL SO MUCH FOR 1.7K READSSS!! WHATTT?!!
Until next time, mwah!!
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