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| I always feel like, somebody's watching me!; Joe Stanton | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 9 2017, 07:39 AM (39 Views) | |
| JesTheBarber | May 9 2017, 07:39 AM Post #1 |
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The number 45 is on the door in front of us. Jeff Noon comes into view and knocks on the door. A few second go by and you hear a thud on the door. Rob must be peeking out the the eye whole in the door. Jeff: Hey, Rob its me, your best bud, Jeff. a couple seconds come by. Rob: Did anyone follow you? Is anyone with you? Jeff smiles and lets out a slight "heh." and turns to the camera. Jeff: No, just me. Rob slowly opens the door a bit and peeks out of it. Then opens it further and looks out in the hallway side to side. He's standing in a white robe that must be complementary from the hotel he's in. Rob motions to come in. Jeff enters the room and Rob closes the door. He looks nervous. He starts to pace back and fourth while biting his nails. Rob: You weren't followed right? Jeff shakes his head. Jeff: No, why whats going on? What happened? Rob shakes his head and sits down at a table in the room. Rob: What happened is I threw a milkshake at Joe Stanton. After that I went to his Wikipedia page last night and read up on him. Jeff a bit confused shurgs his shoulders. Jeff: And? Rob folds his hands on the table and looks over at Jeff who has now taken a seat on the bed in the room. Rob: And he's won a lot of titles. Jeff: I thought you said his accomplishments didn't mean anything. Rob frowns in anger when he hears that. Rob: Well, I didn't think he actually accomplished anything! Jeff puts his hands up in a calm manner. Jeff: Rob, relax. You're the World Heavy Weight Rising Champion of the World. The King of Extreme and if Joe was really going to hunt you down and not wait for Revolt, he'd know you're in room 45. You always pick room 45. Why is that again. Rob shakes it off. Rob: Something from back home, I don't want to talk about home stuff. Rob dwells on this for a moment. Rob: That is another thing that worries me. If anyone interfers in our match the other gets fired. As many things that Joe is he's smart, he's up to something. I'm not going to be his butler! I have to win this. Jeff stands to his feet and walks over to the table concerned and sits across from Rob. Jeff: Bro, you have got yourself worked up. Look, I know Joe. He is smart, he is a great wrestler, but you are too. You're the king of extreme, man! Rob lets a smile show, he nods his head and then looks up at Jeff. Rob: Yeah man.. I am tough! Rob stands up and starts marching back and fourth nodding his head. Jeff: Yeah! You can do this! Rob: Yeah! I can do this! Jeff: YEAH! Rob: YEAH!!! Jeff jumps out his chair and Rob and him high five. Rob: Yeah man! I'm not afraid of Joe Swanson! Jeff: Stanton! Rob:Stanton! He should be afraid of me! I'm gonna win this man! Yeah! Rob says with enthusiasm and Jeff Jumps up and rocks out, Rob starts to rock out. They then stop and Rob is now smiling bobbing his head side to side like there is music playing. He stops and turns to Jeff with excitement. Rob: DUDE! Jeff gets excited as well. Jeff: What?! Rob: DUDE! DUDE! Jeff eager to hear whats going on yells back. Jeff: What?! What?! Rob stops and puts his hands out in a "listen to this" gesture. Jeff shakes his head with a frenzy of interest Rob: I am going to become the first World Heavy Spirit Rising Weight Fighting Champion of the World!! Rob yells with intensity. Jeff's mouth drops and then he smiles. Jeff: That's awesome! Rob is thrilled with that name for himself. Rob: YEAH! Jeff: YEAH!! **knock, knock, knock!!** Jeff: AH!! Rob: AH!! They both scream out in fear. Rob shakes it off and tries to pretend that didn't happen. He makes the shush motion to Jeff and creeps over to the door. Rob: Who's there?! muffled voice: Room service. Rob turns to Jeff and smiles. Rob: I forgot, I ordered us a pizza! Jeff jumps up with excitement. Jeff: Sweet! Rob slowly opens the door and then lets the hotel worker in. The Caucasian man in uniform rolls in a trolly with a plate covered in a silver dome. Rob walks over to his bed and reaches down to his bag on the floor and pulls out a pair of unfolded semi wrinkled pants. He reaches in the pocket and pulls out some cash and then hands it to the hotel worker. Rob: Here you go. Hotel Worker: Thank you, Mr. Garcia. Anything else I can get for you? Rob shakes his head "No." to the man. Rob: Very well. The man exits the room and Rob shuts the door behind him locking both locks. He turns around and picks up the platter and sets it on the table. Rob and Jeff sit down at the table and Rob lifts the dome off the platter. There lies the most beautiful Pizza you'd ever seen. Its covered with the works, onions, sausage, pepperoni, bell pepper and extra cheese. They both are in awe at this beautiful dish and both of them grin. Rob: Dig in! Jeff picks up a piece and then when Rob is about to, he stops himself and then stops Jeff. Rob: Woah! Wait.. Jeff looks up confused. Rob: What if Joe poisoned this. Jeff shakes his head disagreeing with what Rob just said. Jeff: Rob, Joe is not a murderer. Rob nods his head now realizing how stupid that sounds. Rob: Right... Okay, dig in! The two are about to grab a slice each and Rob stops them again. Rob: Woah! Wait! Joe could've put exlax or stool softener in this pizza! Jeff lets out a sigh and looks at Rob in a calming manner. Jeff: Joe isn't the type to do that Rob. He wouldn't mess with your food. Rob nods his head in confidence. Rob: Right, right.. Okay, lets eat. Jeff picks up a piece and Rob does to. Jeff takes a bite of his pizza but Rob holds off on that. He watches Jeff closely to see if anything happens. Jeff looks up at Rob and with a full mouth says. Jeff: Whats up? Rob sits there for a second, watching and waiting. Rob: Nothing.. How does it taste? Jeff says with a smile. Jeff: Really good! Jeff continues to eat. Rob shakes it off and then stares at the pizza with anxiety written across his face. He sits there starring at it. He takes a deep breath and exhales. He closes his eyes and then oepns them and then picks up the pizza and takes a bite. He sits there for a moment and then realizes nothing is wrong wtih the pizza at all. Rob: This is pretty good! Jeff nods his head to agree. While Rob eats his pizza he stares out the hotel room window. They both eat in silence and Rob continues to let his mind drift off. Even though he is with his best friend and has the best pizza ever, its obvious he is stressed out. Joe Stanton has some how gotten inside the head of Rob Garcia. **Fades Out*** |
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