Rainy Season || R.R {#1}

17. |Old Friends|

Paige and I got to my room and she helped me inside.

"So, you watching Raw or do I have to all by myself?" She smiled.

"Sure, I'll watch. I want a snack first though." I laughed.

"Wanna order room service and scare the hell out of the waiter dude?" She smirked.

"We're a lot more alike than I thought." I raised my eyebrows.

She grabbed the phone and called room service, ordering us an Italian sub to share.

"Good choice?" She smiled.

"Once again. Way too alike." I laughed, sitting on the couch. I grabbed the remote and turned the tv on, waiting for Raw to start.

"You know they're gonna show what happened to you." She frowned.

"I know. But I can't escape from never seeing or hearing about it again regardless. So I mean, its whatever." I nodded.

"True." She shrugged.

We both looked at each other as there was a knock at the door.

"On three!" She mouthed.

"1.. 2.. 3!" She whispered, opening the door. We both his behind it and stayed silent as the waiter walked in.

"H.. Hello?" He asked, looking around.

I stuck my crutch out and poked him, laughing at his girly scream.

"That was rather rude!" He growled.

"Yeah yeah we're bitches BYE." Paige smiled, shoving him outside.

"Here." She laughed, holding up the sub.

"Finally." I laughed, sitting back down.

"He had it coming." She shrugged.

"Agreed." I nodded as I bit into my half of the sub.

I grabbed the remote and turned up the volume as the Raw Intro started.

"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to Monday Night Raw!" Michael Cole said.

"Tonight outta be an interesting show." Booker added.

"Hell yeah it'll be interesting! This is MONDAY NIGHT RAW!" JBL smiled.

We laughed at them as Seth's music hit.

"Oh great." Paige sarcastically smiled.

I watched him stroll down the ramp, a cocky grin plastered on his face as always.

"Last Monday Night, I was attacked by Randy Orton and Roman Reigns." He growled, earning a huge pop from the crowd at their names.

"Yeah yeah, you all cheer for them, but deep down, you know they're pathetic wastes of time who don't deserve to be employed here!" He rolled his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak again, Roman's music hit.

He strolled down the stairs as I watched him motionlessly.