Benny Watts Imagines

Reporter

I sat in the office. On my little chair, my feet tucked perfectly under my chair and tucked up tightly to my desk, papers with my spider scribble notes across the place. My fingers tapping and clicking away at my typewriter. The sound of all the other writers and reporters clacking their keys and pushing their typewriters trying to work to the deadlines we had.

"Y/L/n! Got a little job for you" My boss called as he entered the room with a handful of paperwork

"Sir I need to get this finished for the next-" I began

"Y/n, I'm handing you a job most people in here would die for? now do you want it or not?"

"I want it sir" I answered, "what is it?" I asked as he handed me the paperwork

"I need you to go off to DC first thing in the morning over to the Us championship," He says

"I thought Marcus was covering the US championship?"

"He was, But I need a need face and some new wording in these champion pieces else I'm going to but a bullet through my head" he explained "And while you're there I need an In-depth"

"with?" I asked

"Watts."

"Again?"

"Readers like him, See what you can get new out of him"

"What makes you think he'll talk to me?"

"Of course he will y/n, flash him your pretties smile, get him away from all those other blood thirsty reporters and get me something new, interesting, and fresh" he explained I nodded and he wandered off to do other things so I finished this off as much as I could and took my paperwork going home to pack trying to find something new I could work with.

I sat in my hotel room beyond nervous, This was my first reporting job let alone on something like this, I sat on the floor of my hotel writing up questions I could ask him, Drinking from my little bottle of wine that was left in my room for me by the hotel. I knew my questions were awful. maybe I'd come up with something better in the morning, so I finished off my bottle and climbed into the bed.

I woke up rather suddenly to my alarm blaring at me I quickly turned it off but noticed the time

"Ohh shit!" I said getting out of bed quickly jumping in the shower, getting dressed and doing my hair grabbing my paperwork and running out my room and down to where the championship was being held seeing everyone already going about their business, I fixed my hair and my paperwork before I went inside the mass of people Luckily almost as soon as I arrived I saw him. Benny Watts sat on a chair talking to some people over a chessboard. I smiled as I stood close enough to hear but not close enough to induce upon the conversation too much until someone came over and many of the boys left, and he turned to me. "Hello" I smiled

"Hello," He says "You want something?"

"Ohh sorry I'm y/n Y/l/n from Chess Review" I smiled

"Aww they must really want something out of me, if they sent you" he smirked

"I'm sorry?" I asked blushing a little

"Nothing, not often then send the pretty young ones for me is all" he says taking my hand and giving it a kiss "So You wanna go to the bar and get started?" he asks so I nodded and headed off to the hotel bar sitting at a table in the corner "So go on then miss y/l/n"

"Okay Uhh sorry my paperwork a little..."

"it's alright, take your time"

I started with all the usual things, all the typical questions making notes where I needed too. I could tell he was a little bored and honestly, I was too. I stopped short reading the questions I had written last night they where uhh... different I must have been so tired and a little drunk I stared down at my page a moment