--Ambrollins-- Seth wakes up the morning after a party he doesn't remember. Everyone is thanking him for hosting such an amazing night, and he'll just have to take their word for it because he doesn't remember any of it. So what did happen? ~!NSFW!~

Dear Dean, Roses are Red Violets are blue Get over Seth. He doesn't love you. And I don't give a damn if he gave you a ring At the end of they day He'll be my king Love, his true love (: **** Dear jackass with the fancy rhyming, Touch my Seth And you loose your hand (: How's my rhyming? Love, your new worst enemy, Dean fucking Ambrose

'You won't do shit' I text back quickly and turn my phone back off. I honestly enjoyed messing with this weasel. I could imagine him glaring at the screen right now. 'Shut the hell up Ambrose' he sent back to me and I laughed, enjoying the fact that I got a slight rise out of him. 'Make me Rollins' I respond with a smirk and only seconds later he responded. 'I wouldn't make you shut up. Because if i had to 'make you' do anything, I rather be making you scream my name in absolute pleasure and desire' *tempcreds*