Not the only lunatic

{12}The Calm Before the Storm

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear, signaling the start of a new day. I reached over to turn it off, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. It was Monday, and I had a big day ahead of me. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet firmly on the ground, feeling a sense of determination wash over me.

I got up and made my way to the bathroom, turning on the shower to get ready for the day. As the warm water cascaded down my body, I felt my muscles relax and my mind clear. I was ready to take on the Shield, and I knew that with my team behind me, we were unstoppable.

After my shower, I brushed my teeth, feeling the cool minty freshness invigorate my senses. I rinsed my mouth and spat out the water, feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day.

As I finished my morning routine, I glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 8am. I had some time to kill before our plan was set to go into action, so I decided to head to the gym to get in a quick workout. I grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation.

As I arrived at the gym, I was greeted by the familiar sight of weights and exercise equipment. I made my way to the treadmill, setting the incline to a challenging level. I began to run, feeling my heart rate increase and my muscles warm up. The rhythmic pounding of my feet on the treadmill was soothing, and I felt my mind clear as I focused on my breathing.

I ran for about 20 minutes, feeling my endurance increase and my energy levels boost. As I finished up my workout, I felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. I was ready to take on the day, and I knew that with my team behind me, we were unstoppable.

I left the gym at 10am, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. I made my way back to my hotel room, ready to get into my ring gear and prepare for the big confrontation with the Shield. The game was on, and I was ready to play.

I walked into my hotel room, feeling invigorated from my morning workout. I quickly got to work packing up all my gear for the day, making sure I had everything I needed for the big confrontation with the Shield. As I finished up, I felt a rumble in my stomach, reminding me that I needed to fuel up for the day ahead.

I decided to check out of the hotel early, since we would be heading to a new city after Raw. I grabbed my suitcase and backpack, feeling the weight of my gear bearing down on me. As I dragged my bags down the hall, I heard heavy footsteps behind me.

"Hey, let me help you with that. It looks heavy," a deep voice said, echoing off the walls.

I was about to accept the offer, turning around to see who was speaking, when my eyes landed on a familiar face. It was Seth Rollins, one of the members of the Shield. My heart skipped a beat as I felt a surge of adrenaline course through my veins.

I froze, my hand still grasping the handle of my suitcase, as I stared at Seth. His piercing brown eyes locked onto mine, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. I could feel the tension between us, the air thick with unspoken words.

For a moment, we just stood there, sizing each other up. I could feel my mind racing, wondering what Seth was doing here, and what his intentions were. Was he trying to intimidate me, or was he genuinely offering to help?

I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I couldn't let Seth get the better of me, not now, not when I had a plan to take down the Shield. I forced a smile onto my face, trying to appear nonchalant.

"Thanks, Seth. I've got it," I said, trying to sound confident.

Seth raised an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider. "You sure? It looks like you're struggling," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.