#blueberryjerz

Today she was really feeling brave, going straight for the WWE Champion, she’d been stalking him the entire time, plotting her moves out in her head right to the very point, like a true prowess. Choosing to carry out this operation all by herself without aid. He was a very special one though; perhaps if word got out that she’d gone it alone it would cause some disruption between the other two squad members, but for now she didn’t care much. Finding the perfect opening in which she was going to strike, she stood there, tossing the now empty bucket on the ground, allowing it to roll down the hall. A lollipop that had been placed in her mouth prior to her attack was pulled from it, allowing the most obnoxious laugh escape from the childish blonde, arching her head backwards as she stood gazing at the completely drenched male. “Ya looked like ya could do with a little coolin’ off, so I came with the save! -- Also givin’ ya a personal greetin’ of my own.” As she continued her outburst a little longer she’d finally snort before tilting her head to the one side and following her eyes down from head to toe, studying him. “Y’know.” Her lollipop wagged in her hand as she spoke. “I don’t think I made it quite cool enough..."

Scoffing at his response the blonde couldn’t help but keep her eyes glued to the savory that was in front of her. Truth be told she had been eyeing it up for a while now and trying to resist drooling in front of him, it was a mission and one that was giving her a rough time. “Food is food. Pizza is pizza. Vegan or not!” Was all she said, fiddling with her hands, the gluttony inside of her growing. As the box came closer to her, her hands quickly snatched a slice and in a blink of an eye she was devouring the entire piece in front of him.  

For someone who didn’t seem to complain too much and just got on with things, he really made this a huge deal. Pursing her lips, she halted. “Do you just want to head back and forget this? ‘Cuz if you’re going to keep complaining about the weather, it’s probably best we just do that… You didn’t have to agree to come out, we could’ve just stayed inside in the warm, you know? You don’t gotta agree to things just to make me happy…” Her eyes shifted upwards, the heavens opening, another rumble of thunder, which then gave her an idea. “You know what would be really romantic right now though?” Eyes averting back to his. “If you kissed me right here and now.” She probably should spring the umbrella up now and shield them, but something about the two of them drenched in rain just screamed a perfect opportunity, one that she wasn’t going to miss up. Even if that meant the chance of not hearing the last of how soaked he was because of it. — It was worth it though, right?

It was growing late, and yet again Liv had found herself being in the company of the WWE Champion. This time she’d made it back to his hotel room, a change of pace than being in the locker room; snooping around getting into no good which would be improper for both, but even more for the supposedly face of the blue brand. As strange as it had been, nothing inappropriate had actually happened between the pair since they’d made it back and now she was trying to escape, which was odd for her. Grabbing her coat she’d feel a familiar pair of arms wrap around her, closing her eyes for a moment and letting out the softest of sighs, he’d whisper. You could stay here. With me. It gave her chills and as much as she wanted to, part of her just wasn’t sure. Again, odd for her, normally she’d leap at the chance or even been the one to put the idea across, but today? It was late though, and they were at different hotels, so to head back there could be a little dangerous, perhaps taking up his offer might be the safest option right now. “Are ya sure?”

               Mercedes looked at the clock and wondered why someone was banging on her hotel room door at a little past two in the morning. It sounded like Gionna but she wasn’t too sure. The voice was slightly muffled behind the door but she was pretty sure it’s who she thought it was. Lucky for them, Mercedes was still awake and was diving herself head first into some Japanese wrestling clips along with random stuff on her phone that kept her distracted every now and then. A pair of Pokemon Pajamas was worn on her lower half and a simple white shirt on her top. Her purple hair was tied back in a ponytail and she had her glasses on as well. When Mercedes opened the door, she saw her blonde friend standing there but she didn’t look okay. She looked like she had been drinking a little and that some of that might be about to come back up. Mercedes, without saying another word, stepped to the side and made sure she wasn’t in the way of Gionna rushing in.