Post by Alice Gemini on Jan 28, 2022 7:44:48 GMT -5
"Fucking dammit"
I swung open Mr. Batemans office door so hard I think it mighta left a Crack on the wall.
"Oh for fucks sake Alice! Have more respect for my fucking office will ya?"
"Yeah, sure but can you believe what the fuck happened?"
He just looked at me… did he not watch my match?
"Right… can't believe it. Uh huh"
"VINCENT! Cherry and I fucking lost, man! We were feeling kinda under the weather ya know? Had to get Covid tested before the match and don't tell anyone but Cherry tested positive so now she's in lock down and I'm by myself."
Vincent pulled up a chair and flipped it so he could sit like some dad about to give me some fucking pep talk
"Listen, Kiddo…"
Here we fucking go
"You had to of known she wasn't gonna be everywhere with you right? Besides , this is a great chance for you to see how you can work solo right?"
"Well, sure but the whole point of this venture was for us to win the tag team championships together so we could wear them on stage and be fucking awesome. We had our chance too and we blew it."
"You guys had a championship match already? God damn."
"No no, it was a qualifier to be in the number one contenders match. We more or less got our asses beat. We didn't show up like we should've. If we had brought our A game it would've been over for those fucking losers."
I kicked over Vincent's trash can out of frustration. Mostly just crumpled paper but I think there was a condom wrapper in there.
"C'mon man… I know losing sucks, trust me but can you not take it out on my office?"
"Gotta keep it presentable for the bitches you fuck on your desk?"
"I- none of your business."
"I don't really give a shit. But I do give a shit about SFG and I'm worried about Cherry. I love that girl man, she's like… my sister. The one I wish I had still.
I leaned my back against one of the brick walls and crossed my legs.
"I understand. Think of it this way though, you have to show how strong you are not only to her but to the rest of that roster. Whatever this match is, you got this shit."
"It's a battle royal with a bunch of other losers. Throw your opponent over the top rope to eliminate them, last person standing wins."
"That- that sounds tedious."
"I can imagine it though! And Winner of the White House Battle Royal, Alice Gemini!"
He stood up and started doing his weird laugh that sounds kinda murderish but that's just his laugh, I hope.
"That's what I'm talking about, kid. Ain't no one throwing you out. Not only are you going to win the tag titles I believe you can win whatever fucking title you god damn want."
"Yeah… YEAH! Fuck John Black(Incredibly common last name I guess)! Fuck Dion is shit, Fuck Romeo Fishnet, Fuck Balls Arena, Fuck Karlie Mashin it, Fuck Kyree Pawn, Fuck Dick Kent, Fuck Jason with a y, and Fuck that bitch Jessica too... Pig"
"That's a lot of people you're telling to go fuck themselves"
"Cause They. Are. Bitcheeeees."
I stormed out of his office, slamming his door as hard as I could with a new found determination. I'm gonna go celebrate this momentous occasion with some fucking drinks from the bar that I'm gonna illegally take back to my room as I am only 20. Damn, I love the Devils Hook. Just a few bottles of angry orchard and off I go.
I enter my room, Place the bottles on my desk, play some emo oldies on Spotify, and set my room color to red. Let's fucking go. About half way through my first bottle I get a call, it's from Cherry! I answer and she just starts talking about how she can't taste nothing. I tried telling her about my battle royal coming up and she avoided responding by asking if I dare her to eat a raw onion. This bitch doesn't need a dare or covid to eat a raw onion, I swear. We talked for around 20 minutes and by the time we hung up I had gone through the whole six pack I brought up. I was a bit toasted, but it hit me at that moment, I need a damn strategy if I wanna win. I can't just go in there thinking I'm gonna just roll in there and toss everyone out. Nah, I gotta let everyone else fight it out and pick my moments right? Try and avoid confrontation, play it fucking smart. Oh bitch, I got this.
I swung open Mr. Batemans office door so hard I think it mighta left a Crack on the wall.
"Oh for fucks sake Alice! Have more respect for my fucking office will ya?"
"Yeah, sure but can you believe what the fuck happened?"
He just looked at me… did he not watch my match?
"Right… can't believe it. Uh huh"
"VINCENT! Cherry and I fucking lost, man! We were feeling kinda under the weather ya know? Had to get Covid tested before the match and don't tell anyone but Cherry tested positive so now she's in lock down and I'm by myself."
Vincent pulled up a chair and flipped it so he could sit like some dad about to give me some fucking pep talk
"Listen, Kiddo…"
Here we fucking go
"You had to of known she wasn't gonna be everywhere with you right? Besides , this is a great chance for you to see how you can work solo right?"
"Well, sure but the whole point of this venture was for us to win the tag team championships together so we could wear them on stage and be fucking awesome. We had our chance too and we blew it."
"You guys had a championship match already? God damn."
"No no, it was a qualifier to be in the number one contenders match. We more or less got our asses beat. We didn't show up like we should've. If we had brought our A game it would've been over for those fucking losers."
I kicked over Vincent's trash can out of frustration. Mostly just crumpled paper but I think there was a condom wrapper in there.
"C'mon man… I know losing sucks, trust me but can you not take it out on my office?"
"Gotta keep it presentable for the bitches you fuck on your desk?"
"I- none of your business."
"I don't really give a shit. But I do give a shit about SFG and I'm worried about Cherry. I love that girl man, she's like… my sister. The one I wish I had still.
I leaned my back against one of the brick walls and crossed my legs.
"I understand. Think of it this way though, you have to show how strong you are not only to her but to the rest of that roster. Whatever this match is, you got this shit."
"It's a battle royal with a bunch of other losers. Throw your opponent over the top rope to eliminate them, last person standing wins."
"That- that sounds tedious."
"I can imagine it though! And Winner of the White House Battle Royal, Alice Gemini!"
He stood up and started doing his weird laugh that sounds kinda murderish but that's just his laugh, I hope.
"That's what I'm talking about, kid. Ain't no one throwing you out. Not only are you going to win the tag titles I believe you can win whatever fucking title you god damn want."
"Yeah… YEAH! Fuck John Black(Incredibly common last name I guess)! Fuck Dion is shit, Fuck Romeo Fishnet, Fuck Balls Arena, Fuck Karlie Mashin it, Fuck Kyree Pawn, Fuck Dick Kent, Fuck Jason with a y, and Fuck that bitch Jessica too... Pig"
"That's a lot of people you're telling to go fuck themselves"
"Cause They. Are. Bitcheeeees."
I stormed out of his office, slamming his door as hard as I could with a new found determination. I'm gonna go celebrate this momentous occasion with some fucking drinks from the bar that I'm gonna illegally take back to my room as I am only 20. Damn, I love the Devils Hook. Just a few bottles of angry orchard and off I go.
I enter my room, Place the bottles on my desk, play some emo oldies on Spotify, and set my room color to red. Let's fucking go. About half way through my first bottle I get a call, it's from Cherry! I answer and she just starts talking about how she can't taste nothing. I tried telling her about my battle royal coming up and she avoided responding by asking if I dare her to eat a raw onion. This bitch doesn't need a dare or covid to eat a raw onion, I swear. We talked for around 20 minutes and by the time we hung up I had gone through the whole six pack I brought up. I was a bit toasted, but it hit me at that moment, I need a damn strategy if I wanna win. I can't just go in there thinking I'm gonna just roll in there and toss everyone out. Nah, I gotta let everyone else fight it out and pick my moments right? Try and avoid confrontation, play it fucking smart. Oh bitch, I got this.
