Chapter 1

Randy showered off from his last show. He stepped out of the bathroom into his bedroom and hung the towel around his neck. He stretched in the crisp air and laid back on his bed.

"Ah….so relaxing…" he thought aloud and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. He sighed and sat up and put on a pair of gym shorts. Groggy, he opened the door to a smiling John Cena.

"oh….you.." Randy said with slight disgust.

John laughed,"oh come on, man!" He strut inside and plopped his bag on the adjacent bed.

Randy stared at him,"Dude. What the hell are you doing?"

"Just sharin' a bed with my best friend!" He beamed.

Randy narrowed his eyes,"What? No, man, I thought you were getting your own room this time!"

John flopped on the bed and simply said, "Nope!"

"Well it was quiet and relaxing while it lasted..." Randy frowned.

Cena lazily laughed at his comment.

That night, the two friends decided to hit a bar.

"Dude, let's go meet chicks!" John said energetically.

Randy ran his hand down his face,"Fine if it'll shut you up."

John hopped in his Camero he had parked outside and Randy got in the passenger seat.

"Oh dude we gotta figure out a plan if one of us gets lucky," Cena winked.

"Well you should have thought that one out before deciding to room with someone." Orton glared.

Cena just shrugged and laughed,"Geez, man, someone's not happy,"

Rolling his eyes and letting out a deep sigh, Randy stared out the window silently until they arrived at the bar. John parked the car and he walked into the bar like he owned the place. Randy walked in after him and sat at the bar next to him.

"One beer please!" John said to the bartender who nodded and vent to the tap and filled a mug.

John slammed beer after beer. He always drank more than Randy and frequently go drunk. Randy lost count after the first three as he usually didn't pay attention to John. Soon, John was very visibly drunk and stumbled around with his eyes half open. Randy decided this was probably a good time to bring him home. He laid John's arm on his shoulder and neck and half carried him out of the bar.

"Whaaaaa Randy I th-ought we were gonna pick up some hot chicks!" John said with his drunk, slurred speech.

"Yeah well you're too drunk to meet any girls. Plus we gotta travel tomorrow."

"Travel?"

"Yeah."

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes, John."

"Really?"

Randy face palmed. He carefully led John to the car and fished in John's pocket awkwardly. He grabbed the keys and threw the inebriated Cena in the passenger seat. By this time, Cena was pretty much out cold. Randy started up the car which was luckily quiet, and drove back to the hotel. He gave the keys to the valet and put John on a hotel roller. People gave him weird looks but he knew he was being a good friend. A BEST FRIEND. He wheeled it up to his room and threw John on the bed. John mumbled a little in his unconsciousness and snored loudly. Somehow, Randy got to sleep. When John was asleep, even with loud snoring, it was the quietest he ever was.

A/N: yeah so i like the idea of Randy and John being bestest friends like they are IRL, but this chapter was more of an intro. Next chapter will get into the plot of the story. ^_^ review please! 3