I sat in the office listening to my boss. "Here is what you need to do." He continues. "You are going to get WWE Superstar Dolph Ziggler back on the map. Convince WWE Creative teams not fire him." "Okay. When do I start?" I asked. "Well,Mr. Ziggler is on his way. In the meantime, you may want to look up some footage and keep it for certain reasons." I nodded and left. "Oh. And you need to tell me where you'll be because Mr. Ziggler has requested to pick you up." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Starbucks on 5th Avenue." I said without even looking back. "This....is gonna be something." I sighed.
After sitting in the starbucks for almost three hours,I've come to a few conclusions:
1.This Dolph Ziggler Guy Definitely has the looks to make it.
2.His skill has shown that he has the athleticism for this company.
3. His promos show that he has the passion needed.
4.He is not very well will being on time considering the fact that he was supposed to be here 2 fucking hours ago.
I looked around and sighed and then saw him pull up. "About time." I mumbled. He pulled the door open and walked in. He was really fucking tall. He looked around and saw me. He nodded and walked over to me. "Are you Delilah Brooke?" He asked. "That would be me. You're two hours late Mr. Nemeth." I said. "I'm sorry. My flight was delayed. Would you like something for me to make it up?" He said. It was hard to hate him. He was being really sweet. "Sure." I smiled. I ordered my drink and let him pay. "Thank you." I forenamed. They called Nick's name and the girl who called his name was very flirtatious. I snickered at how hard she was trying. We exited. "You must have women all over you." I laughed. "Mostly 15 year old girls." He laughed. I laughed out loud at this. "Okay,so I was told to sit down and discuss a few things with you. So,is there somewhere you would like to go to do that?" I asked. "We can go for dinner later." He shrugged. "Okay."
After arriving to the restaurant,we got out and were seated. "Okay,so I was only told that somebody is going to help me keep this job. But that's all I know." "It's sort of like that." I laughed. "Basically, my job is to convince the creative team of WWE to give you another storyline...one that has a happy ending for you. I will be with you at all times, including At WWE events. I am going to be watching your Attitude,your in-ring performance, promo skills and other things so that I can have sufficient evidence to argue for your case. I've watched some footage I was provided with and I know that physically,you've got nothing to worry about. I feel like it's the mental area that you're struggling with. There are rules. But as you feel the need to break them, I will tell you what they are. Think of me as your...manager. For the next while,I will be with you and will make sure that you are put back on the map." "It's not that simple. WWE, Vince McMahon in general is a tough nut to crack. You'll be lucky to even get a meeting with him." "Rule number one!" I said. "Don't question the authority that I have." I said. "Okay, chill out." He chuckled putting his hands up in defence.
"Now,your next event that you are performing at is tomorrow correct?" I asked. "Yes." "Okay,are you ready to be put back on the map Mr Nemeth?" I questioned. "I sure am Miss Brooke." He said shaking my hand.
