A new makeup artist and she starts at Wrestlemania 40.
Chelsea Thomas is WWE's newest makeup artist after one of the other artists left for a more remote job and to raise their family. What does she do to catch the eyes of 3/4's Judgment Day..?
Rea...
It's 6am. I just got home with Nova from the airport and am about to take a nap. I slept on the plane but I'm still tired. Rhea planned our date for tonight and said for me to pack an overnight bag for a night or two. I go upstairs and unpack, getting comfortable in bed and falling asleep quickly.
3 Hours Later
I wake up to my phone ringing. I answer it before I can open my eyes. "Hello?" I answer. "Hi, Princess. I'm leaving the gym a little early. I'm getting some stuff and maybe we can hang out at your place before we leave for our date later?" Rhea answers. As much as she's being pleasant I can tell somethings wrong. "That sounds wonderful, Nightmare. But, what's wrong. You sound upset?" I ask. "Just stupid fan, from Canada mind you, has been harassing me at the gym for an autograph. We finally lost them and are in my truck now," She says. "I'm sorry. Yeah, you can come here whenever, I'm getting ready to shower now. Yes, before you say anything, I will be careful and use the shower chair," I say. "Thank you, Princesa," Damian says. "No problem, King," I say. "I'll text when I get there. Be safe," She says. "Will do Mami, you be safe too," I say, hanging up. I get up and carefully go to the shower. I sit in the shower chair and do everything I can do while sitting, standing up to finish the shower.
Once I'm done, I wrap myself in a towel and walk to my closet, looking to see what I'm going to wear today.. I decided on a nice matching bra and panty set and a cute two piece outfit to go over it.
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I change into the outfit and go to my bathroom to start applying my makeup. I decide on purple eye look and a light lip gloss.
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Once I finish doing my makeup I pack everything I could possibly need for a few nights. I finish that and grab the duffle bag and walk to the top of the stairs. "IT'S NOT A BODY!" I yell, throwing the duffle down the stairs. I go back to my room and grab my cane, walking downstairs. "Thanks for telling us that it wasn't you falling down the stairs...again," Nova says. "Thanks Nov, no faith in me, Huh?" I ask. "I have faith in you...just not your balance just yet. But you're getting better," She says. She seems a little off. 'She's probably just tired.' "Did Chels, just fall again?" Sasha asks. "Nope, it was my duffle," I say. "Ok cool cause we have company," She says. Jacob walks over. "He's not company, he's my forever freeloader." "Wow, love you too, sis. I came to see how you were after your flight. Make sure you ate your salt and stocked up on woman products," He says. "No you didn't, you weirdo, you know that I had leftover chinese food and didn't feel like cooking..." I say.
"Always. Why, what are you doing today?" I ask. "More like who..." Nova says. "Is that today?" Sash asks. I roll my eyes and go to the kitchen, opening my salt cabinet and stocking up. I grab a gallon zip lock bag and start putting salt packets in there. "Yes it's today, don't you see, she's carrying more salt with her. She wouldn't want to pass out mid O," Nova said. "You guys are sex crazed pains in my ass. We probably aren't even going to do anything, I'm just being safe," I say, lying hoping that Jacob doesn't correct me.
"It's Rhea 'Bloody' Ripley... You think nothing is going to happen today?" Jacob asks. "Jake!" I say. "What? You know how she is. I'm sure the boys have told you. Don't act like you don't know what is going on," He says. "You guys are so annoying," I say, bending over to put the salt bag in my duffle, losing my balance and catching myself using the counter. "You're right, we don't know anything. It won't be blood play, Chels will fall and Rhea will take advantage to tie her up," Nova says. 'Please, Mami??' I managed to stand up straight again. "Would that be so bad?" I ask. "No, but I wouldn't do that. It sounds Rapey. I'd make sure she's ok and willing to be tied up. You guys make me sound like a monster," Rhea says walking into the kitchen. "Hey, when did you get here?" I ask. "Just now. Jake left the door open I'm guessing. Did you just fall, Princess?" She asks. I blush, "No, I got dizzy but I caught myself, I was packing my salt bag," I say. "Better safe than sorry," She says, winking and walking over to me. She wraps her arms around my waist and kisses me. I deepen the kiss just slightly before Nova starts clearing her throat.
"Oh please, I walked in on you and Sasha the other day on the couch. Now I have to burn it," I say. "We flipped the cushions," Nova says. "I don't even want to know what those look like," I say. "I green clean machined it. It should be good," Sash says. "Thanks for kinda giving a fuck about our shared furniture. I knew you were the more responsible of you two," I say. "Rude," Nova says. "You know it's true, Al-Love," Sash says. Rhea giggles. "I don't think I want to know," I say. "I'll explain later," Rhea says. "Well, I came here to steal your pool. It's hot, and my liner broke during the last storm so I'm waiting for the guys to come and fix it but that isn't for another week. It's a common problem apparently," Jacob says. "Ok, just don't let those two fuck in it," I say. "No problem..Ick," He says. Nova and Sasha go to Sasha's room and Jacob goes to the pool.
"I guess that just leaves us. Sit down and look pretty. I brought the ingredients for what I need to make for later," Rhea says. "You're cooking? How romantic. You don't need to make me anything, Mami," I say. "So you don't want a romantic picnic on the beach?" She asks, smirking at me. "I'd love one but it is not required," I say. "Nothing but the best for our Princess," She says, gently hip chucking me to sit. I sat on the stool across from her.