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IRL!

(Saturday, August 6th, 2022)

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After waking up from a very unpleasant dream, and failing to go back to sleep afterwards, I decided to pull myself together and hit the hotel gym at the ripe time of 6am.

My phone has been blowing up since I posted last night, only unfolding even more chaos. Jey also liked my post, which I found quite amusing considering Roman Reigns seems to have him on a tight leash. I've always gained about 1 million new followers since the post too... already, and it hasn't even been 24 hours. I feel like my head is spinning... but in a way that I don't want it to stop. This is exactly what I've been wanting, and I'm just getting started.

I close my eyes envisioning a acai bowl and iced coffee for after my workout as I begin stretching, my mouth watering a bit in the process. I made sure to eat a cliff bar and chug some pink lemonade pre-workout, knowing to never workout on an empty stomach. Golden rule.

The hotel gym is completely empty and I'm very thankful for it. Of course, at hotel's or local gyms they are not private, but it's nice to have a gym to yourself every once in a while. Makes me miss my own gym at home, especially my own wrestling ring I had specially made when my house was built, knowing wrestling is my home, my life.

My phone starts buzzing about twenty minutes to my run and I smirk looking down to see who it is. Wifey Rhea. I decrease the speed before answering her FaceTime.

"Hellooo." I scrunch my nose happily at the camera.

"Morning." Rhea appears on the screen, holding up a mug for cheers. "Working out?" She asks, noting my headphones.

The one and only person up this early in the morning, I swear.

"Mhmm. You're lucky I was awake." I hum as she sips her coffee.

"You would've answered." She grins.

"Much less enthused." I laugh.

"Ah." She waves me off, taking a seat. "You doing anything this weekend?"

I quickly rack through my brain of anything, but I had no plans except traveling back home... unless something came up of course.

"Nope." I pop the p, my smirk reappearing. "Why, you want some of this all weekend." I shimmy my shoulders at her.

She throws her head back in laughter. "Yes, yes I do. I need all of Crimson this weekend. It's been too long."

It has. With leaving NXT and planning my debut, it's been a minute since Rhe and I have got to do something.

"Then it's a date." I rub my hands together excitedly. "I go shower now and book a flight to Miami then."

"Sounds good." She nods. "That'll give me a chance to tidy up."

We say a few more things and then hang up and I head back to my room to rinse off and pack up. I also text Denni and Uncle Jack, letting them know I'm having a girls weekend with Rhea, and then search for flights. 9am, perfect.

That gives me a chance to grab some breakfast on the way to the airport.

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The flight was only about two hours, being a nonstop flight. I enjoyed juice and caught up on some email's.

I easily track down an uber at the airport, my knee bouncing the entire car ride. A girl's weekend was very much needed.