Title: Pick Up Lines
Summary: John, pickup lines, Vince, candyland, Maria...boredness.
Disclaimer: Blahblahblah. I own life, fear me...but I don't own WWE.
-Start-
"Dude, go over there and try it."
"I'm telling you, it's not going to work." John told him. "You try it, Rand."
"Nah. Sam would kill me."
John sighed before standing up from his seat in the catering area and walking over to where Candice was sitting my herself, reading a book.
"Your name must be Summer because baby you're hot."
Candice looked up at John and frowned. "And your name must be Vince McMahon, because you've got no chance in hell."
If there was one thing about John, he didn't like being turned down. "Well, from what I've heard Vince was all up in your candyland."
"And my candyland is a place that you'll never be. Doesn't that tell you something?"
John didn't know what to say.
"I'm married Cena."
John rolled his eyes, he forgot that fact, so instead he just walked away. "Your name must be Summer, because baby you're hot." John said walking to the nearest diva.
"My name is Maria." Said the 'stupid' diva as she scratched her head.
John shook his head before walking back over to Randy. He knew that would never work, he didn't even know why he tried.
-End-
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A/n: I have a poll in my profile, so if you read my fics, go vote. I was bored when I wrote this; it gave me something to do for two minutes. Yes, I know it sucks. I never said it was good.