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IRL!
(Monday, August 8th, 2022)
Monday Night Raw...
After Dark Match!
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As Raw starts winding down I hurriedly change into my gear, see this is why I never go anywhere without it, and begin stretching while I call Uncle Jack.
"Where's the fire?" He answers with a chuckle.
Mhmm, very funny.
I scoff, rolling my eyes. "Ha, ha." I put the phone on speaker as I bend down til my nose touches my knee. "Hello to you too."
"You know I kid, you having fun at Raw? It's still going, no?" He asks, no doubt having it on in the background even if it's not my show.
"About thatttt." I drawl, grinning ear to ear just as Rhea and Damian come barreling back in after saying goodbye to Finn. He wished me luck before he left and I promised him I'd win or I'd have to wear a Finn shirt the next time I came to Raw... which only made him want me to lose, rude.
"Hey Jack." Damian greets.
"Hey, Uncle Jack!" Rhea chimes. I swear they both love Uncle Jack more than me most times. As soon as I hit it off with Rhea and Damian and they started coming over Uncle Jack took them in immediately.
"Hey guys! What'd you do?" Uncle Jack muses. Now why does he assume I did something...
"Excuseee you!" I snap playfully into the phone, switching legs. "What makes you think I did something?"
"She's trouble!" Damian hollers with a huge smirk and I flip him off.
"Damn right." Rhea smirks at me.
"I'm wrestling tonight in after Raw goes off air." I finally get out, nerves buzzing through my veins.
It's silly, and I'm not sure why after all this time, but I still get this nervous rush every time before a match. Like the feeling you get on a roller coaster as you drop down. And I always have to pee before every match.
"You have a match!" Uncle Jack exclaims, excitement ringing over the phone. "Off air?" He asks with a tinge of disappointment.
"Yeah, it's an after dark match, you know about those." I chuckle, remembering all the times I've had to explain wrestle terms and things to him and all his questions that followed, fully determined to learn everything.
"Oh, yes." Uncle Jack says. "Before and after shows."
"Correct." I shake my head, a small frown etching my face. I wish he could see it, he never misses my matches and I haven't had a match in a bit and—
