Theresa POV:
Today is a good day! I got my hair & nails done, finally & I saw the sexiest man ever! He took my breath away. I couldn't believe how fucking sexy he was. We even talked!
Dean Ambrose: *bumps into my arm* OMG! I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
Me: *giggles a little bit* Yeah! I'm fine. Don't worry. *starts walking away* Wait! What's your name?
Dean Ambrose: My name is Dean, Dean Ambrose? The wrestler?
Me: I knew you looked familiar! I am like the biggest fan! I cannot believe I'm talking to you. *gets silent* Did I just say that out loud? Damn it!
Dean Ambrose: *laughs a little bit* You're okay! I have tons of fans. Just not one as beautiful as you.
Me: *starts blushing* Well, thank you! It was very nice to meet you. Can I have an autograph of you?
Dean Ambrose: I know we just met & all, but would you like to go out to dinner with me sometime? & what's your name?
Me: *surprised* My name is Theresa. & I would be more then happy to go out to dinner with you!
Dean Ambrose: Good! Do you have a number to where I can reach you?
Me: Yes! My number is 555-0910.
Dean Ambrose: Thank you! I will pick you up Friday at around 8:OO pm?
Me: *shocked* Yes! That uh, that sounds really good to me!
Dean Ambrose: Great! See you then *he walks away*
