The Player

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Randy's pov:
   So I'm like the player here and I pretty much enjoy it. But I wasn't like this at first, you see I fall in love with this girl. The thing is when I was about to purpose to her. I heard her talking on the phone with her friend. Turns out she was just using me for the money and lets say I got the hell out of there.

  The next day at work, one of the girls lets say help me get over my ex. And ever since then I don't care about girls feelings anymore.

   Right now I'm trying to wash all this pant and whatever Nicole expoled on me.

N- Hey butthead you done cause your my ride to the next city

R- What happen to Brie?

N- She ditched me and left.

R- Hmm I wonder why?

N- Just hurry up and rinse yourself.

R- You know how hard it is to get this off?

N- You really want to me to answer that. After what you did to me.

R- I'll just hurry up.

N- Make it fast.

R- Fine... By the way did you meet the new girl?

N- What new girl?

R- From nxt what was her name... Charlotte. I got drinks with her before I powder you.

N- Please tell me you did not

R- Okay I won't

N- Randy your such an asswhole. Sometimes I ask myself. How am I still friends with you?

R- Because you love me.

N- Yeah I did, but that ship seal away long time ago.

R- How long are we talking?

N- When you became this man whore.

R- Wow that hurts my heart

N- Surprise you do have a heart.

R- You want me to give you a ride or you can walk to the next city?

N- Fine I'll stop. What's taking you so long?

R- I just can't get my back. Can you help me?

N- Alright

  She got some paper towels and wet them. She told me to turn around and I did what she said.

R- So how have you been?

N- I'm doing great since I' am the champ.

R- I mean with dating

N- Well I'm not seeing anyone cause I'm focus on work. And I don't need another dumbo. One is enough to handle.

R- Am I the dumbo

N- No I'm talking about my sister.

R- Really?!?!

N- No I'm talking about you. Since your to dumb to get that. Okay all done no hurry up and get a shirt on.

  She left back to her bags as I dug in my bag for a t-shirt. I found one a blue shirt which is my last shirt for this week.

R- Your buying me a new shirt

N- Why?

R- Cause this is my last one for the week.

N- Why don't wash the one with paint on at the arena tomorrow?

R- That Paint won't come off and I'm pretty sure that shirt is now trash.

N- Fine fine you big baby. I'll buy you one tomorrow now lets go, I think everyone left.

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