Chris Jericho's daughter, Kelsey has been enemies with Hook since her father became FTW Champion. They remained enemies for a while but later on, little by little she develops feelings for Hook and eventually hangs out with him behind her father's b...
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After a stressful and exhausting night, I arrived at the hotel room that my guy-friend, Daniel told me about.
Ugh, I can't believe I accepted his offer on staying over at his room tonight. Though I couldn't help but get the impression that he's going to try something.
If he does, I'll do as I promised. I will kill him! Not literally of course but you get the idea.
I was still in my wrestling attire since I didn't bother changing at the dressing room back at AEW. So I threw my duffle bag onto the king size bed and went straight to the bathroom.
Now that I'm in the bathroom, I reached into the shower to turn the warm water on. Then I took off my wrestling boots, my wrestling top, my tights and once I was nude, I stepped into the shower.
I sighed in satisfaction once the water ran down my body, allowing the warmth to comfort me. I reached over to grab some soap and lather the foamy suds all over myself for a moment. As I was now rinsing up my body, I heard the front door of the hotel room shut.
I didn't thought much of it as I figured my simp of a guy-friend, Daniel Garcia arrived.
But that's when I remember that I didn't brought my pj's with me to the bathroom. So I grumbled in annoyance and hissed to myself. "Shit!...."
I briefly scolded quietly to myself on how stupid I was to not bring comfortable clothes with me to the bathroom.
Now I'm going to have to go peek my head out the door and holler for Daniel to hand me my pj's.
So after I got all washed up and clean, I turned the water off then I reached my hand out to grab a towel.
I stepped out the shower, drying myself up then wrapped the towel around my body.
I then went to crack the bathroom door open, wide enough to pop my head out and called out. "Hey, Daniel! Can you get me my pj's please!? They're right in my bag on the bed!" I called.
But I heard no answer.
Once again, I called "Daniel! Clothes! Pronto! Now!"
Still no reply.
So I sighed heavily then stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel on.
I looked to see nobody here at first as I furrowed my brows in confusion. "What the hell?......"
I cautiously looked around in case if this idiot pops out and attempts to scare me. But I was in no mood for any of these moronic games.
"Daniel, I swear to god, if you try anything stupid to me, you're dead!" I warned.
But since I hadn't heard a response, figured that I was imagining things and getting myself paranoid for nothing.
