#immortalshowcase

     It sucked not having a match tonight because Nattie always loved to compete.        However, she watched the show backstage, the match of the night being the         fatal five match for Colby’s next championship opponent. Earlier, she had a      close eye on Macey’s match and her “attempt” at the Hart Family sharpshooter       was... highly questionable. So questionable Nattie couldn’t resist shaking her                     head and airing her thoughts on air...and on social media.

     She was happy Rey won but a little bummed Allen didn’t; it was impossible to      pick a favorite in that match. Nevertheless, a hug should be able to make him        feel a little better, which it did, judging by the smile on his face before the                                                    moment he saw her.

becky came out the back door, her hood up and her back slung over her shoulder and ducked into the uber, scooting over for seth to come out once he was ready. her body ached and she wanted to just get back to the air bnb and rest. 

now that the make up was washed off and there were no more cheering fans or flashing lights, the adrenaline had finally broken and she could really feel that ache in her head now. if seth didn’t hurry up, she was ready to leave him and head back -- she really wanted to shower.

but, he showed. finally. “ you were convincing, “ she said, letting him get settled and moving in to give him a quick kiss, “ almost had me worried, “ she teased.

Shane rubbed at his temples, avoiding Lexi’s gaze at any cost. She was more than right, when the two of them were having sex the night before, he wasn’t complaining whatsoever. And with someone like her, why would he?

But now, the gravity of the situation hit Shane. She was a woman more than twenty years his junior, who was employed by his father. Nothing about this sounded good when he thought about it.

“Look,” he finally spoke, “I didn’t have a bad time. Far from it. But I think we both got a little carried away. This doesn’t look good, does it?”

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He took the seat, though... Uh. With a little struggle. Why were these stools so high off the ground? Still, Virote balanced the drink in his right hand while doing so. A rum and coke. Nothing too fancy and definitely not like the blushing bride he'd order at a more ritzier place. A drink was a drink, when it was all said and done. And, he'd had a hard day.

After getting comfortable, he tilted his head to catch sight of drizzling rain hitting the window. It seemed to relieve some of the anxiety that he was visibly carrying around. ❝Thanks. I... Uh. I really try not to take things that aren't mine in a place like this. Last time I did, some guy threatened to break me in two. Also threatened to kill me, but that’s something I’m actually repressing—?❞ Would've been funny had it not terrified him.

She’d come to (what was left) of the Funhouse on a whim-- to see what could be repaired, if anything, and also to check on Bray. He’d been babbling about Him for days now, so Paige knew the Fiend was destined to make an appearance at any second. She wasn’t afraid, per se, more so nervous-- the come down process was getting longer and longer for Bray. And Paige knew it had to do a number on him. 

Alexis knew how Fergal was, how Fergal acted and what he liked and didn’t like. But when it came to Alexis, she could tell that things were different. And with Alexis, she could feel something different when she was with Fergal and she loved it more than anything. 

“Yes, Fergal. I want that more than anything.” 

     There wasn’t a lot of people that Nattie disliked or had a huge disdain for in the       company but when it came to the “self-proclaimed” musician, he was at the top       of the list. They hardly got along, no matter how many times they tried and the     only time they did was when the sexual tension was impossible to resist anymore.                                              Then, right back to square one.