Shannon/Honey's POV
I woke up, freezing cold and with a throbbing headache. I peered over to the other side of the bed to find Dean had gone. Maybe that's why I was so cold, that man was like a goddamn radiator. I stretched and yawned. Well, my yawn sounded more like I was possessed by the devil and was summoning something from hell. Attractive.
"I smell food" I was still in Dean's shirt as I padded out of the bedroom and into the main room. Roman was in the kitchen, cooking pancakes or something, too early for me to decipher.
"Hey, chef" Roman turned to look at me and then he grinned.
"What can I say? Not only can I beat someone within an inch of their life, I can whip up some pretty mean pancakes" I laughed as he handed me a pancake on a plate. I waited for it to cool a little, before rolling it up and shoving almost half of it into my mouth. Classy, I know.
"Since when did we let a hamster stay in our room?" I felt someone sit next to me and it was Seth. I shot him a confused look. Seth sighed then pointed at my cheeks, which were at bursting point by now.
"Haha, funny" I laughed sarcastically, spraying soggy bits of pancakes into Seth's face. I laughed for real this time, my face creasing up and probably going tomato red. Which, considering I had just woken up, my hair was a birds nest, I had no makeup on and the fact I looked like a chubby hamster, was not the best look when you're staying with three men. Three incredibly attractive men I may add.
"Where's Dean?" I asked, once I had finished my mouthful. Didn't wanna get Seth covered in pancake again.
"He's probably in the gym" Seth answered as he picked wet bits of pancake out of his beard. Ew. I probably should work out, I mean, the amount of shitty food I've eaten this week I'm surprised I haven't gained 52 stone.
"I might go to the gym" I thought aloud.
"To see Dean?" Roman teased, waggling his eyebrows.
"No, to work off these pancakes actually" I poked my tongue at him.
"Sure, sure"
I rolled my eyes at him and then went back into the bedroom to put on the clothes I wore yesterday. Oh wait. My clothes were back in Saraya and I's room. Oh well, I was gonna have to face her anyway, so I might as well get it done now.
I ran through the room and headed back to my hotel room. I used the key to unlock the door and sure enough, Saraya was watching TV on the sofa.
"Where were you?" She asked, but it was clear she didn't really care.
"I stayed with someone else" I went into my room and picked out my gym clothes which were just a sports bra, a tank top, shorts and Nike trainers. I grabbed my water bottle and hauled my gym bag over my shoulder.
"I'm going to the gym, see you later" I left before Saraya could answer me and stepped into the elevator. Before the doors could shut, somebody else stepped in.
"Hey Dolph" I greeted him with a smile. "Sorry about last night"
"It's fine" He laughed, but he was blushing.
"See you at RAW tonight!" I called after him once the elevator stopped at the lobby and we went our separate ways.
Now, where is this gym? I scanned the lobby until I found a rather obvious sign that said 'GYM' with an arrow pointing to the left. Ah. I quickly made my way to the sign and followed the arrow.
I pushed the door open with all my strength, I'm pretty strong for my age and size but I swear they make these doors weigh like 5 million pounds on purpose. It's like a damn workout in itself.
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Conflicted // The Shield
FanfictionShannon has lived in the shadow of her super talented, beautiful older twin sister, her whole life and is getting sick and tired of it. When opportunity comes around for Shannon to finally make her break, will she choose to take it, or to stay with...