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IRL!

(Friday, September 2nd, 2022)

Friday Night SmackDown

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The events from this morning along with my conversation with the Uso's have both long faded as the show is in full force and I click down the hallway.

"Crimson! Just who I've been wanting to talk to tonight." A grating, agitating, voice scrapes against my ears and my eyes land on the cheaply made suit jacket on desperation to fit in before my brain can process who the voice belongs to. "I'm Sami Zayn, as I'm sure you know." He gestures to himself with one hand while the other grips a clipboard.

You know what, I really spoke too soon earlier about my shit luck always running into tweedledumb and dumber, becauseee... at least I haven't had to talk to this. And the run in with him a few weeks ago that I've completely forgotten until now did not involve conversation, so that was a true luck of the draw.

I narrow my eyes at him, tilting my head to the side. "No, I don't know actually, enlighten me." I do know, unfortunately, but he can be knocked down a peg or two, immediately.

His bushy orange brows pull together. "O-oh, um, Sami, Sami Zayn, not ringing any bells?" He stutters out, trying to cover his bruised ego with some humor. "Um, this year's Wrestlemania... IC cha- no... oh, uh, the Bloodline! Yeah, you're familiar, I'm with them now!" I stare at him flatly, other than the slight raise of my brows at his oh-so convincing story of his relevancy. He's even tried asking for my number and attempted to ask for my number and if I wanted to grab a bite to eat sometime when I first joined NXT, but thankfully and smartly so, he didn't mention that. "That's actually what I wanted to talk you about!"

The hum of the crowd builds into a loud roar and only then do I realize we're clearly on camera. Which obviously I should know, the show has started, and there's never any private conversations during SmackDown, but sometimes I'm too wrapped up to keep it in mind. Which only goes to show how real I keep it, with or without being on camera and tv.

"Yeah, I, uh, I just wanted to talk to you about tonight." He scratches the back of his head nervously, before leaning closer and I rear my head back. "You know, it's the Tribal Chief's two year celebration, and I just want to make sure it goes smoothly, being the party planner and all." He gestures to himself.

What the hell does this have to do with me? I stare at him blankly, and he seems to take my confusion and lack of response as an invitation to continue.

"I just wanted to make sure there won't be any interruptions tonight, you know? Everything's all good? I would hate for anything to go wrong tonight. You understand, right?" Sami finishes with a smile.

I bark out a laugh which results in Sami nervously trying to glance everywhere but me. "Mmm." I collapse my laughter, scrunching my nose with a tight smile before stepping forward and pinching the top of his clipboard and his eyes widen with a gulp. "He sent you to tell me this, hmm?"

"W-w-well, no, no, but uh, Roman knows— he um, I'm putting the whole thing together." He stumbles out. A wicked grin spreads across my face as I jerk the clipboard towards my body, Sami along with it.

"Then it'd be a real shame if you were doing something outside of your orders, wouldn't it?" My words slice through the air.

"I-I didn't mean to offend you." He trips over his apology. "I just—"

I snort. "No worries, I don't take offense to things that aren't relevant to me." My sadistic smile widens. "I actually had no interest or clue in the first place about this little 'celebration' happening tonight, but, then again why am I not surprised when the closing show slot is filled. You know, maybe everyone who's help Roman slides by with should be celebrated instead."

"I-uh, great suggestion." Sami swallows, sweat beading above his brow. I wasn't finished.

"But since everyone has went out of their way tonight to make it my business... who knows what I'll do in theirs." I shove the clipboard back in Sami's direction. "Interruptions go both ways."

And since this is the second interruption of my evening... I may just have to return the favor.

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"Uce, what the hell was that all about?!" Jimmy barges in to the locker room, Jey directly behind him, where they had just talked to Sami Zayn earlier in the show.

"What?" Sami asks, alarmed at the shift in the light mood Jimmy was in previously.

"Man, watcha you think you doing talking to Crim Kae like that?" Jey looks at him aggravated. "We told her all about it earlier. And got her a Bloodline shirt." He holds up a red t-shirt like the one him and Jimmy have on currently.

Sami feels like he walked into a completely different dimension. They got her a shirt?!

"I thought the celebration was Bloodline only."

"You ain't even Bloodline." Jey says, taking a step around Jimmy.

Sami's eyes dart in between both Uso's. "I-I was just doing what I thought Roman would've wanted."

"Thought." Jey snaps.

Jimmy shrugs. "You overstepped, Uce."

"I just didn't want anything to wrong for the Tribal Chief. I didn't think he liked her, or wanted this special occasion ruined, you guys." Sami explains, sweating in his custom suit. Roman was furious when she interrupted him several weeks ago, and so Sami assumed he'd lose it if she interrupted tonight. He wants to make sure he covers all his bases to make Roman as satisfied as possible, and didn't want to chance it with the unpredictable Crimson Kae.

So many things could go wrong tonight, Karrion, the roses were alarming enough, Drew... he thought he'd try and squash one of the problems on his own. Always taking things into his own hands that weren't his to mess with in the first place.

"I didn't know you were tight." Sami tries to crack a joke, "I thought Roman couldn't stand her and the feeling was mutual." He attempts to dig for how they got close enough to her to get her a shirt, when she doesn't seem to give anyone the time of day either. "I'm just trying to look out for everybody." He adds.

Jimmy and Jey share a glance. "Well let him handle this." Jimmy speaks up. "Keep holding things down."

Whatever Roman will have to say about it, they didn't want to do anything further. Sami's damage will be on him.

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Heyyy, welcome back to Crim Ust!!

Srry for not updating yesterday like I had planned! I got home so late & was so tired & had a couple things to finish up... but happy late birthday to Papi Damiannn ;)

This was also gonna be Crimson & Ronda's signing chapterrr... butttt then this idea came to me... sooo... that'll be the next chap!! But y'all are being fed a long oneee!!

The Uso's rlly said you're on your own Sami bahaha, & Sami & Crimson have had their first convo! The AUDACITY of him, but I truly think I wrote Sami sooo accurate if I do say so myself lmao.

REALLY excited to hear what y'all thinkkk about this unexpected run innnn so don't be afraid to comment your thoughts, questions, & reactionsss!!!

Happy No Mercy & until next timeee... mwahhh <333