Something Big is Coming (Also Wrestling I Guess)
Nov 12, 2019 7:24:06 GMT -5
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Post by Stepan Malikov on Nov 12, 2019 7:24:06 GMT -5
"You smell that Jerry"?
"The garbage Stepan"?
"No, not that, the smell of opportunity"
"Oh, no I can't"
"Ah well, that's to bad, it's an intoxicating smell, and this place reeks of it"
The scene opens on Stepan and his roommate Jerry standing outside a abandoned building, the windows are boarded up, graffiti litters the walls and the metal door has a huge dent in it.
Stepan stands smiling up at the building, spinning the keys in his left hand. Jerry slouches next to him with a apprehensive look on his face.
"Why couldn't your partner help you with this"? Jerry asks.
"You mean Alexander? He has a promotional video to shoot for Slaters Menswear, the handsome devil" Stepan says, eyes beaming with pride.
"You two are a very odd pair" Jerry says, scratching his head.
"If you say so chief" Stepan says . "But that's not important right now, you ready to get this show on the road?".
"As ready as i'l ever be" Jerry mumbles.
Stepan slowly inserts the keys into the lock and unlocks is, slowly takes a deep breath and pushes the door open.
As light fills the room the first thing they notice is the thick layer of dust over the entire room, as well as the stench of old piss.
"Jesus Christ, I knew it was a shithole but I didn't think it would smell this bad" Jerry says through his hands as they cover his mouth.
"Ah your just being dramatic, let me introduce you to 'Malikovs Microwaves', the single greatest store completely centered on selling microwaves" Stepan yelled, his voice bouncing off the dusty walls.
"You say that like there are literally any others in the world" Jerry mumbles.
"Shut up and start cleaning this dust off of everything, i'l start taking these boards off the windows" Stepan ordered before walking back outside to grab their bag of tools.
Jerry just sighs and follows him muttering under his breath "Hes so lucky his apartment is the only one I can afford in this shit city".
*Four Hours Later*
"Alright lets take a break, I need so nummies in my tummies" Stepan groaned out.
"Please don't say that again, but I agree, should I order a pizza or something?" Jerry asks as he slowly sits on the ground.
"Yeah whatever you want, i'm not picky" Stepan drawls out as he lights a cigarette and takes a long drag from it.
"Pizza it is, I think I saw a place around the corner, let's go" Jerry says as he pushes himself up and makes his way to the door. "Don't forget to lock up"
"This ain't my first rodeo Jerry, don't worry" Stepan answers as he follows Jerry out, closing the door behind him and locking it.
"That's right, you had a store in Detroit right, same deal?" Jerry asks as they make their way down the road.
"Pretty much, it was pretty profitable too, it's kinda shocking how many people need microwaves and how many repeat customers you get" Stepan answers, taking a drag from his cigarette.
"Really? Huh weird" Jerry mumbles. "There it is" He says, pointing towards the store front.
"Sals Pizzeria?, really?, and you call me corny" Stepan laughs.
"I didn't name it dude, come on i'm starving" Jerry answers, pushing the doors open and walking in, Stepan just behind him.
"Um, excuse me sir, there's no smoking in here" states the girl behind the counter, pointing to the no smoking sign behind her.
"This fucking city dude, it's literally called sin city but i gotta smoke outside, I ain't having this bullshit at my place, smoke your heart out" Stepan angrily spits as he throws his cigarette out the door.
"Sorry about him, hes a very opinionated person" Jerry says, trying to cover for his roommate.
"It's fine, between you and me I agree with him" the girl behind the counter whispers.
Jerry and her share a small giggle at this.
Suddenly Stepan jumps out off nowhere and takes a seat on the counter.
"Alright stop the flirting you two im starving, we will take three large cheese pizzas to go and i mean go we've got a fuck ton more to do today, i'm gonna work this boy to the bone" He shouts, wildly gesturing with his arms.
"You got it sir, three large cheese on the double, Marcus you hear that?" shouts the girl.
'Yup" comes a voice from the kitchen.
"Sweet, oh I have a question, well two actually, first whats your name?" Stepan asks, slowly lowering his entire body onto the counter until he is lying on top of it.
"Its Marie" the now identified Marie giggles out, amused by Stepans antics.
Jerry slowly stalks away to a table, knowing full well whats about to happen.
"Ah a lovely name, mines Stepan, my second question is who's Sal?" Stepan asks.
"Hahaha, oh man the amount of times I get asked that, there actually isn't a Sal, the dude you owns this place is named Sven, he just thought 'Sals Pizzeria' would traffic more then Svens" Marie laughs.
"Smart man, I don't think I would ever eat at a place called 'Svens Pizzeria', that's just ridiculous" Stepan says. "So what's your story"?
"Wow right off the bat with that one huh"?
"Well i'm a big picture guy, so I gotta ask the big questions" Stepan says, slowly sitting back up so hes sitting cross legged on the counter, facing Marie.
"Well mister big picture, my story ain't that interesting yet, i'm just a college drop out working a shitty job until I work out whats next"
"I see, sorta living in the moment type deal, I can dig it"
"Since your so nosy that gives me permission to be as well, whats your story"
"I am but a humble seller of microwaves dear, i'm actually opening a store around the corner, it's called 'Malikovs Microwaves', I also wrestle on the side, to answer the question of why im so in shape, you should try to be more subtle when checking someone out, people might think your a creep"
"Ah wait no I wasn't I I I swear i was just um" Marie spluttered, trying to hide her blush.
"Its fine, i'l keep your secret, for one low payment of your number" Stepan says, a sly grin on his face.
"You jerk you did that on purpose, fine you can have my number, but no dick pics okay, that's an instant block" Marie giggles out, grabbing a napkin and a pen, writing down her number.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't want to spoil the big surprise anyway" Stepan whispers.
Marie blushes even harder, before handing him the napkin and turning around to run to the kitchen.
Stepan cackles at the girls abrupt exit before finding his way to where Jerry is sitting, on his phone.
"Easy peasy my friend" Stepan laughs, pocketing the napkin.
"Yeah whatever, no need to be a blowhard about it" Jerry mutters, not looking up from his phone.
"Aw sour puss, your no fun" Stepan laughs.
Marie slowly comes out from the kitchen. "Um your orders ready"
"Sweet" Stepan yells, galloping over to the counter. "How much do I owe ya"?
"Twenty eight fifty" Marie answers, still blushing.
Stepan pulls a fifty dollar bill out and hands it to her "The rest is a tip, talk later Marie" Stepan says, quickly grabbing the pizzas and pulling Jerry out the door with him.
"Why are we leaving so quick dude" Jerry asks, smacking Stepans hand off of his arm.
"Gotta leave them wanting more, flirting basics man, who should know this stuff" Stepan laughs. "Alright let's get back and eat, I really wanna finish cleaning today".
"Right" Jerry mumbles as they make there way back.
*Five Hours Later*
Stepan lies on the ground, looking up at the now clean ceiling, he sits up and looks at the dustless walls, the clean windows, and the bag of trash by the door, he turns to Jerry, who is trying his hardest to kick the dent out of the door, Stepan lets out a small chuckle.
"Jerry bud, you can stop, i'l just have to buy a new one"
Jerry stops and starts walking towards Stepan. "A shame, it's a good looking door" Jerry says as he takes a seat next to Stepan.
"So are you going to ask Marie out on a date" Jerry asks.
"Fuck no, I just wanted a bang buddy near the store, I ain't got time for dating" Stepan says, slapping Jerry on the back "I've got huge plans for the future, and none of them have any room for a girlfriend of any kind".
Suddenly Stepans phone rings.
"Marie"? Jerry sadly asks.
"Nope, I don't recognize the number" Stepan answers, picking up the phone and staring at it.
"Fuck it"
Stepan answers the call.
"Sup this is Stepan Malikov"
Jerry watches as Stepans eyes light up and his mouth stretches into a grin.
"Oh Camila whats up, I got a match?"
Stepans smile grows wider.
"Fuck yeah Glasgow Raves and Microwaves rides again, whose our opponents?"
Stepans face goes blank.
"Who"?
Jerry face palms at his roommates complete lack of tact.
"Chase... Chase Chase Chase, nope that's not ringing any bells, but who gives a shit, me and Alexander got this shit on lock" Stepan laughs.
Jerry just stares in disbelief at someone he thought as to be a savvy business man talked so casually to his superior.
"Alright Camila,it's been fun, talk later, peace" Stepan said, pocketing his phone.
"So who are you facing" Jerry asks.
"A team called 'The Love Birds', I think their new, who knows" Stepan answers.
"Name five people on the roster besides yourself and Alexander" Jerry demands.
"Um....... shit you got me, I didn't really do much research about the company, I just know it's a bigger stage then I was on" Stepan says sheepishly, slowly lying back down.
"What are your so called huge plans for the future" Jerry asks, lying down as well, dreading what schemes his friend has cooked up.
"Well that's easy Jerry" Stepan answers, staring at the ceiling.
"I'm gonna run this fucking city".