☆T W E N T Y - T H R E E☆

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"What is my guilty pleasure?
The thing is I never feel guilty about pleasures."

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"Why are you so off today?" Brock questioned as he held the punching bag and I raised my eyebrow not sure what he meant

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"Why are you so off today?" Brock questioned as he held the punching bag and I raised my eyebrow not sure what he meant. I had been aggressively punching the bag as per usual.

"You're quiet." He simply said and I rolled my eyes and raised my arms so that he could take off my one glove and I thereafter did the other.

I had gotten cleared two months before but I had decided to keep it quiet because I feared something would happen and I just wanted to completely heal my body in my own time. The secrecy of course excluded the Lesnar clan and due to that Brock was doing his best to help me. Apart of me knew it was all just to ensure I didn't overdo it but I still appreciated whatever input he had to give.

"Just a lot on my mind, Brockley" I breath as I moved towards the cooler box and tossed him some water.

"McKenzie has been saying how things are more positive online for you" he mentioned.

"You're discussing me with your wife now?" I smirked not surprised really.

"We always do. You're our kid" he mused and I glared his way even though sometimes I did feel like their kid even though I was older than his dear wife.

"I'm just going to ignore that. In all honesty I'm not sure what I'm more concerned about, the reaction from the crowd, backstage, others." I shrugged as it all would be a lot to take in. I had been at the arena a handful of times the past year and we were nearing the end of it. Things had changed a lot since I was there which was great but also left you feeling like you weren't sure where you would fit in.

"Let me know when your return is and I'll make sure I'm scheduled"

"What? So you can protect me? I don't need protection" I half groaned at him.

"I know. I want to see you beat the crap out of your first opponent"

"Sure" I rolled my eyes. "I don't even know which brand I will be going to. Kinda hope its Smackdown"

"Smackdown? Isn't that boyfriend of yours on Raw?" I smiled slightly as Brock was sort of a it goes in one ear and out the other because he generally didn't care. But he imagined to remember Finny.

"He is." But so is Jeff who was currently alienating me by not responding to any phone calls or texts so now I was pulling an Alexa and just not reaching out. It always worked for her with Elias, that's what I heard from Bray anyways. He'd always say where Alexa is the crooner isn't far behind..

"But so are his goody two shoes friends." I added.

He raised his eyebrow so I elaborated for the beast, "Bayley and Sasha. Bayley is tolerable but Sasha.."

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