#bcwdown

realpaigewwe: get yourself a  ‘ goth daddy ’  crop tee from @thesarayastore, of course inspired by the ever growing ego of  ‘ the king of the goths, ’  @jimmy_havoc. go harass him as well and if he calls you out make sure he knows  ‘ june carter ’  sent you. 🙊😈

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↳ CONTACT ID: kazu

                        upon learning that she could travel with the raw and smackdown rosters in the united kingdom if she so wished was like hearing music to her ears. she could get her footing back for the hectic schedule, but more importantly, she’d go HOME. it was a place she hadn’t been in the longest time because of how dedicated she was to getting back in the ring and keeping her dreams alive. though, the dm on twitter she received upon heading back to the uk was certainly a  w e l c o m e d  one. saraya’s smile grew from ear to ear as soon as she saw it was from jimmy. he said he would be in manchester the same two days she was for raw and smackdown and they should get together and cause some TROUBLE like the good old days.

                        so now of course she sat on a bar stool in the pub she’d told him to meet her at after raw was over, pint in hand while she waited. any little bit of her life before wwe always seemed to  b r i g h t e n  sometimes drab moods. and someone she was as close to as jimmy made things even better. her back rested against the bar while she bobbed her head along to the music playing loudly, her eyes surveying the scene. a particular SIGNATURE hairstyle caught her eye, causing her entire being to light up like a christmas tree. she hopped off the bar stool, setting her glass down before rushing over to the man, damn near  t a c k l i n g  him with a jumping hug. words just couldn’t express how genuinely happy all of this made her; wrestling, being back on the road, being home, and of course HIM.

contact —— ( big dog )

             sent ⎯→ oh my gosh

             sent ⎯→ uh

              sent ⎯→ you should be more careful with that stuff, man

             sent ⎯→ not that i don’t appreciate it ‘cause i do

             sent ⎯→ but. uh. yeah.

[ text ] Well shit.

[ text ] That wasn’t meant for you.

[ text ] I’m sorry.

[ text ] It won’t happen again.

[ text ] Wait. What?

                        the redhead dabbed at the corners of her eyes, trying not to ruin her make-up while her husband tried his very  b e s t  to comfort her. his lips grazing her knuckles had her eyes slowly closing with a single stray tear rolling down her bronzed cheek. ‘ lately... i just feel so alone. it’s not the kind of alone that can be easily explained either. i have our little one growing inside me, i have you here with me CONSTANTLY, janny is always calling me, and yet—–i’ve never felt more alone, ’ she tried to explain the best she could, hoping she didn’t offend mike. sometimes you could be the most popular person in the world and still feel  s o  alone. 

      He’s DRUNK. So far beyond drunk, that Will’s surprised he managed to find Kazu before anyone else. His eyes are no longer focused, voice laced with alcohol and some form of desire he’d never really expressed toward his friend before. If he had any control over his thoughts or his words right now he’d probably play it off as a joke but he can’t muster the energy to. 

                        she felt so alone, so  h u r t  by the people she loved the most. planning a little family get together for her mum, dad, and siblings was something she took pride in. especially after zahra helped her with decorations in preparation for the party later on in the month. they had all agreed to fly in for this and now last minute she got a phone call in the early, early morn from zak saying everyone decided it’d be best to stay in ENGLAND for the holidays. he didn’t even tell her why, just that it was a mutual decision among everyone. not even zahra could console her about this. saraya made her way promptly to her bedroom, the door slamming behind her before she plopped on the bed with a heavy sob.

                        fingers gently tapped at the screen of her phone while she attempted to contact the  o n l y   person who would be able to even begin comforting her—–jimmy. he was her rock anymore, especially since they’d slept together after a show and she realized that he’d always felt something for her. jimmy even told her he should have tattooed it on her forehead because it was so obvious, but she was completely OBLIVIOUS to it. now though, he was the only one she could talk to. 

                        ‘ my own fuckin’ family bailed on me, ’ she managed to peep out through sobs and fast breaths. ‘ i ‘ad this elaborate christmas party planned out, i spent the last month gettin’ things ready, and then zak calls me an’ says they all  m u t u a l l y  decided t’ stay in england. i’ve never felt so...abandoned. i’m sorry if i woke y’ up but i needed t’ ‘ear your voice. ’