#rainries

“Hey.” Lucy looks at the shiny steel doors, at the toes of her boots, at the little vent in the ceiling, at the glowing lights on the button panel. Anything to avoid looking at Tim, standing next to her in the elevator car, on the way down to the division lobby.

“Hi.” She doesn’t need to see him to feel the awkward discomfort filling the space around them.

“How have you … been?” She bites her lip as soon as the words are out, wondering if she should have asked at all. He’s only a couple of days back from leave, and she hasn’t been alone with him since … well, since the last time they were in the elevator together.

“Yeah, good.” From the corner of her eye, she sees him rub at the back of his neck. “I mean … fine. Keeping busy. It’s good to be back.”

“Yeah.” Lucy hesitates. “You know, it’s OK ifyou’re not. Good, I mean. You don’t have to be.”

“Sure, yeah. But I am. So it’s … good.”

“Well … if there’s ever anything you need, I’m …” Lucy trails off, uncertain again of how much she has a place to offer. Tim has pulled himself away from her life, and she’s not quite ready to forgive him for it yet.

But still, they’re friends, right? And friends are there for each other. If it were John or Celina or anybody else, she’d offer to help them too.

“Yeah.” Tim’s fingers twitch against his thigh, then he’s reaching out to pull the emergency stop.

“Tim?”

“Do you think …” He trails off, then starts over. “If I’m overstepping, just say so. I’m not … this isn’t to push you toward anything.”

“Tim.” This time, his name isn’t a question. “What is it?”

“Could I have a hug?”

“Oh, Tim.” Lucy turns and reaches for him, all in one motion.

He meets her halfway, stooping down until he can bury his face in her neck. His arms come around her waist, squeezing tightly as she holds on around his neck. She feels the tension bleed out of him, sagging back against her with a heavy sigh.

“I’m working on it,” he says against her skin. “On being OK.”

“I know,” Lucy whispers, bending her arm uncomfortably to slide her hand along his shoulders in a gesture that’s meant to be soothing.

“I’ll get there. I will. I’m not giving up on it. Me. Us. Any of it.”

“I know,” she says again, loosening her grip as Tim steps back out of the hug.

“I’m not asking you to wait for me. But I’ll get there.” He’s staring into her eyes now, focusing his full intensity on her. Even now, even after everything, it’s enough to make her shiver a little bit. “I know I walked away. But if you’ll have me, when I’m ready to come back …”

“I know.” Lucy reaches for his fingers, but aborts the gesture when she sees Tim shift his hand away. “I’ll be here.”

“It’ll be you and me,” he says. “When the time is right. Together, for the rest of our lives. How does that sound?”

“Not yet,” Lucy clarifies. “I’m not ready yet either. But someday, when the time is right?”

Tim nods.

“It sounds pretty amazing.”

Strap match: Hangman Page v. Jeff Jarrett.

You better be there!

this guy??? this fucking guy???

this guy who was finally on mystery wrestling yesterday and has been having an absolute clusterfuck of a story going on in aew that gets thrown halfway out the window cause his partner gets injured and they dont know what to do about it so they shoehorn him into the jurassic express reunion for pretty much no reason and then put him and nick back into dealing with cage and cope supposedly with ftr by the looks of it???

that fucking guy???

i dont have a lot of answers for this one as i havent heard him talk about it actually, im sure he'd spill if asked, but my sources come from his instagram!

p.s. hope you're doing well. love ya lots! 💜💜💜

ABSOLUTELY GREAT THANKS FOR ASKING LMAO

tbf i only really focused specifically on how he looked for like after he stopped talking and then i spent ages thinking about that promo so i was definitely more fucked up about that lmao

But 🥹🥹please???

i could probably do better when i can focus but behold