Rampaige. [Editing]

Blueberry Muffins

May 27: Atlanta, GA

PUNK POV-

Me and Kofi didn't ride together. But we're rooming together.

I arrive in Atlanta just before 5 AM. Short drives for shows are my favorite. The hotel near the arena is where I'll be staying in tonight. I check in and get the room key. As I head up in the elevator, so many thoughts are flying in and out of my head. The first one is complete exhaustion. Of course, I'm accustomed to it, the other one is getting the chance to see Paige again. I keep shaking the picture of me and her together away. I don't want it to be like that at all.

Plus, she's only 21, too young for my taste. It's the magnetism again, I tell myself.

Make friends with her Punk, ONLY FRIENDS.

Paige always, somehow sneaks into my head. Somehow. I thought about the little incident last night.

I knew Seth and Paige were together but wow. Just wow. I wanted to punch his stupid face so bad. Paige needs someone who trusts and respects her. He doesn't deserve her. He's a scum.

And she could do a lot better.

I enter my room and close the door behind me, I let go of the bag handle, and plop forward into the clean cushioned mattress. Feels too nice.

Kofi wasn't here yet. Which meant I could pick which room I wanted. We said that whoever got to the room first gets to pick the room they stay in.

I almost drifted away at that moment...

Wait.

I turn on my back to access my phone in my front pocket. With my eyes closed I put up to my face to call AJ.

"Hey... I'm in Atlanta in my room right now."

"Hey babe, you just woke me up. I'm rooming with Nikki and Brie." (yeah they're friends in this story deal with ittt)

"Glad you had a chance to sleep. What floor are you on? I'm on the second floor."

She laughs on the other line, "Okay then, you get your beauty sleep my little baby. Oh and I'm on the fourth floor."

"I will and it'll be awesome."

"Text me later then. Bye babe."

"Bye hun."

End call.

Why am I always forgetting about calling or texting my own wife?

Paige overtook my mind again. She should break up with him. Should she? or shouldn't she? I think she should.

Before I could think about it anymore, the tiredness takes me away...

(4 hours later)

My eyes creak open and the sun is shining through my window. I can feel my phone in hand. I raise it up to my face and it's almost 9 AM.

Man, I wish I slept longer but the body clock is so used to short night sleeps nowadays. But that was one of the deepest 4 hour sleeps in the longest time. I almost forgot what I was doing or thinking about before I got into the room.

"You up yet?" I hear Kofi ask from the kitchen.

I rub my eyes with my palms and give a yawn.

"Morning Atlanta, home of WrestleMania 27. The most must see pay per view EVER."

Yes, I talk to myself. Who doesn't?

"Dude stop talkin to yourself." He chuckled.

"Shut up Kofi." I said in a tired tone.