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IRL!
(Sunday, August 14th, 2022)
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Denni and I enjoyed our Saturday morning door dashing protein breakfast bowls and then spent the afternoon at Starbucks while she worked on SmackDown footage and I drank my body weight in coffee. I organized my calendar for the next couple weeks knowing that my schedule is only going to get more hectic from here, and I have never felt more of a thrill. I also ordered new material for new gear as well... which I've been dying to get my hands on.
Since I haven't actually wrestled these past couple weeks, other than Monday night's little surprise, I haven't made myself new gear in a bit. Which means my inspiration is even better now.
So thankfully Saturday morning's events faded to the back of my mind...
Well, until lunch with Briar and Denni Sunday afternoon.
Briar and I haven't done anything together in far too long, and I'm trying to get back into the rhythm of spending time with my favorite people now that my SummerSlam debut madness has passed. I can't imagine how people in our business manage or prioritize romantic relationships, when balancing others is already a struggle sometimes. Especially with traveling. With NXT you don't have to travel much, if at all. But, part of the business and the job is being on the road, and I'm ready for it. I crave it.
"Shut the fuck up, you went to the gym with the Uso's?!" Briar shrieks semi-quietly.
"No." I hiss at her with wide eyes, glancing around the restaurant before stabbing my lettuce with a fork. She grins ear to ear, tossing a shoulder up. "They followed me to the gym. We did not go together." I correct her while Denni attempts to hold in her giggling fit beside me.
Brair smirks. "Sounds like those two are desperate to hang out with you, C, you should be flattered." I kick her under the table. "Hey! Just saying..." She holds her hands up. "I would love to get my hands on those boys, for their tats." She quickly clarifies as Denni chokes on her drink. "Their work is so beautiful, I would love to add on to it."
I knew she wouldn't be on my side... she loves wrestling too much to not eat up any reaction I encounter.
"Well, if you love that, then you're gonna love who she flirted with on the elevator." Denni teases causing me to groan.
"I was NOT flirting." I bite back.
"What, who?!" Briar's eyes widen as she looks back and forth between Denni and I. "Is it who I think it is?" She leans forward with a devious grin that should be illegal for her to have.
I roll my eyes, tired of having to hear about him every five seconds... Karma really is a bitch. And she did not take her sweat time to come knocking at my door after what I did my first SmackDown.
"Are you two sixteen?" A huff grumbles in my chest.
"Fifteen." Denni pokes at the time Briar says, "Yes."
"Yes, Roman and I rode on an elevator together and we exchanged a few words, there ya happy?" I stab the grilled chicken in my salad forcefully. I look up to find Briar's mouth hanging open. "And I will leave your ass here." I point at her. "I came with her," I jab my thumb in Denni's direction, "But your ass can be left here and no movie night for you." I threaten and Briar's mouth falls open in offense.
It's not super often when the three of us have time to get together, but especially now that I'm on SmackDown. But relationships are important to me, and I always want to make them a priority in my life, even with wrestling.
Sleepovers, as Denni loves to call them, may seem childish in our twenty's, but I didn't get the luxury of enjoying them growing up. So I love when Denni calls them sleepovers. I love when her, or Briar, or even Rhea and Damian stay at my house, that's one of the reasons I poured so much time, though, and money into my house, to make it a home.
But I can just as easily lock Briar out of the passcode to enter my driveway. And it's her turn to pick the movie.
"You're no fun." Briar pouts, rolling her eyes. "Uncle Jack would never... And it's my turn to pick the movies!" She throws her hand over her heart. Well, she's right there... Uncle Jack loves her. She calls him her favorite client and always gives him the coolest wrestling merch and he brings her and her dad some homemade sauce or dessert. I swear they like each other more than me... "You know I'm right." She sings.
"Yeah, yeah." I throw my napkin at her with a devious grin. "Your birthday is next weekend. I can still kick your ass until then."
"And she means that." Denni tilts her head down seriously . "You're only safe til midnight."
"Oh, I know." Briar angles her gaze at me. "Someone RKO'ed me at 12:01 for my birthday last year."
"You said I could!" I exclaim, holding my hands innocently as Denni snickers beside me. "It's not my fault you were tipsy."
"Hey, I got the coolest photo of it which is now hanging in your shop." Denni defends playfully. "You're welcome."
"Exactly." I fold my hands together. "And this year's gonna be even better."
"You don't have to go all out." Briar interjects, shaking her head. "Just hanging out and grabbing a bite to eat is plenty. We can even stay in. I'm not picky."
"We can do that." I agree with her. Butttt... "But in Canada." Denni and I share the same sly smile.
"Who do you think you're talking to?" Denni points her thumb at me. Exactly.
Briar's brows pull together. "Canada? Okay, that's a bit extreme for grabbing a bite to eat, a bit far but sur-"
"SmackDown is in Canada this Friday, B." I shake my head, chucking at her. "And if you think we're gonna be in Canada for the weekend of your birthday and you're not coming, you're wrong." I reveal watching her eyes light up.
"Are you serious?" She asks, turning to Denni. "Is she serious?" I nod. "But what about the sho-"
"Already covered." I tell her, knowing she was going to ask that. She doesn't take off very often, obviously being the owner of her business, but I think a birthday is a great acceptation. "You leave everything to me and just enjoy."
"Did you think anything less?" Denni looks at me.
Briar scoff-laughs. "You know I can't do that."
The corners of my lips tug upward. "I know." She hates things being out of her hands. Denni on the other hand just goes with the flow. It's a great combination for a person who loves to just have fun. Rhea just likes having fun too, and Damian goes whatever we want.
My phone starts ringing and I go to silence it before seeing who it is. "Oh, damn." I mutter. Denni stretches her neck over my shoulder.
"Ooo, you're in trouble." She sings before I elbow her.
"Why, who is it, Uncle Jack?" Briar laughs.
"Nope." I pop the p. "Hunter." A puff of air blows out. "I guess I gotta take this..." I groan, pushing myself out of my chair.
"Guess?" Briar looks at me like I'm crazy.
"Have fun." Denni waves at me as I head outside and slide the phone to answer.
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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!
Hello, hellooo!! Welcome backkk & Happy Vengence Day!!!
I know there wasn't any wrestling in this chapter, but I thought a fun lunch with the girls would be nice after the CHAOS from Friday & Saturday haha.
Idk about y'all but I rlly enjoy these fun chapters with Crimson outside of wrestling <3 I think it really shows her as a person & her connection & relationships!! ANDDD... Briar has made her return ;) AND HER BDAY IS COMING UPPP!! I took her zodiac test the other day & let me bestie ripleysversion_ who Briar is in honor of choose the date based on what she got, which was Leo!! So some fun is coming uppp!!
OH!! FEEL LIKE THIS IS THE PERFECT CHAP TO SAY IN CASE Y'ALL MISSED ITTT... CRIMSON USTULATION WILL BE GETTING A SPIN OFF & BRIAR & DENNI WILL BE GETTING THEIR OWN BOOKKKK!! AHHH!! And I FINALLY created the book title for it yesterday!! AND IT EATSSS!! AHH I CAN'T WAITTT!! Just had to throw that out there for this chap hehe. The girlies will be getting their own love interests & their stories have just begun!! ;)
I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!! Anddd the cliffhanger hehe, my speciality it seems ;) How do y'all think the phone call with Hunter's gonna go? Mad boss, proud mentor??? Oh, & teasing about Roman toooo!!! Haha.
Anywaysss, as always comment your thoughts, questions, & reactionsss!! And until next time, mwah!
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