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you ain’t the only one :P

something exciting, cheer worthy has finally happened in the film and tyler is thanking god. he doesn’t want roman bored or wondering why in hell did he agree to this date. the remaining audience members are preoccupied, leaning up in their seats with anticipation for what’s next to come. though tyler sinks into his seat, fingers tapping along the armrest until a wind of warmth hits directly against pale-ish skin. those words, the way the samoan's tongue pronounces them…bloody christ. ‘ then why aren’t you? ’ there’s that hidden conviction that he thought he left behind in england. the flames of confidence burning.

DAYS SEEM TO NEAR CLOSING FASTER THAN USUAL lately and tyler can’t really pinpoint why. he rarely has the answers he’s searching for but one reason might be because he’s alone at night. something he doesn’t know if he’ll ever quite adjust to. hanging up his conversation with a fellow wrestler backstage, tyler’s vision is alerted, eyes widening before he fully soaks in the sight before his shorter stature. ‘ oh, um...hey. ‘m doin’ pretty well actually. ’ a front was upheld perhaps because confidence seemed to invite itself. a hand shimming as if a wave ? he’s not too sure. ‘ nice seein’ you ‘ere. ’ body shifts; balls of his feet tensing with his hands coming back near his pockets. it’s never been this way between them but how do they recover from HER mistake ?

‘ where do ah even start ? she screwed me ovah an ah don’t know if ah could evah let tha’ go. i want t’try but it’s quite difficult knowing how ah felt ‘bout her then she jus’…she didn’t care at’ol. ’

‘ ah don’t even know where t’start honestly speaking. she’s…she’s quite wonderful. seeing her ‘round, it’s enough t’make me smile without much effort. ah like tha’ we can be goofy with each other. ah like tha’ we’re good friends. but sometimes, MOST times ah ‘ave this feeling tha’ ah want somethin’ a little more. ah jus’ need a little push though ah don’t wanna ruin wha’ we ‘ave. ’ tongue and lips just kept moving and they don’t seem finished yet. ‘ alyssa also has the best knack for doing hair. lemme tell ya. ’

‘ toughest man on tha’ god forsaken roster. he doesn’t get enough credit an it’s unfortunate tha’ people automatically hate on ‘im. he outworks everyone yet people call it wrong all the time as if he’s gettin’ hand outs. farthest from the truth. all rubbish if ya ask me. and he gives great cuddles as well if i gotta be ‘onest. ’ besides the point really. 

‘ why is she so stuck up ? maybe it’s jus’ a front. it can’t be tha’ m’face is tha’ annoying, can it ? ’ muscled shoulders on his built frame shrug. beats him.

THERE’S A COUPLE OF THINGS HE WANTS TO NOTE, to make known. one of them being why does she put up with the miz’s self absorbed antics? he can preach to the choir about his adornment for the french beauty but in tyler’s mind, they’re all lies. best to just stick with the obvious to any healthy pair of eyes.  ‘ why is she not QUEEN of a country yet? there’s a crown somewhere for ‘round ‘ere for her…’