New shiki fic time! Okk. Before anyone says anything, yes I did just recently start a fic that I was going to work on for Christmas, but...the topic that I was basing the fic around is something that requires a bit of research from me, so I hiatused it (and a few of my other fics that I've hit roadblocks on) until I could (hopefully) find some info that'll help me better with my forward path in that fic. So, until then, how's about I give you guys something that's a bit of new territory for me? This fic is a Corey Graves and Paige fic (you don't see too many people write stuff with them together in it, so I decided to just write something for those two...besides, how could you not want to see these two misfits together in fic form?) and I got the idea for this while I was listening to Shannon Moore's TNA entrance theme and reading something on Corey Graves's Wiki page about the fact that he was known for his tattoos (he's also got experience as a piercer...who knew?). Both of these things together are kinda what helped this fic come to life. Now, I was actually surprised that this was the fic that got the most votes on the poll I had up on my page last month, so I hope I can deliver a great fic for you guys' reading pleasure.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters used in this fic. They are the property of themselves, the WWE, and the various other promotions they belong to. I only own my OC Alex Hardy (who will appear later in this) and the ideas going into the fic. Disclaimer out of the way, I hope you guys enjoy. =)
"Downtown Raleigh," the bus driver called over the conversations of the bus riders as he let open the doors for those that were leaving the bus. "I repeat, Downtown Raleigh."
Shoving his phone in one of his pants pockets, Corey Graves stood from his seat and, grabbing his bags from the overhead baggage rack, left the bus with the few people that were leaving the bus as well. Hearing the doors close behind him, Corey began to walk away from the departing bus and the bus stop as he took in the sights around him. Raleigh was definitely a different city than Pittsburgh by a wide mile. So far, he wasn't having to deal with many people thinking he was some bum; although, the longer he walked around with two duffel bags of clothes and a backpack on his back, Corey had a feeling that he'd probably have to deal with some of the locals thinking he was some homeless interloper.
'I just need to find a hotel to stay in for the night. Then I can focus on trying to find somewhere more stable to stay,' Corey thought.
Continuing his walk down the sidewalk, Corey did a little more sightseeing before he finally found a Holiday Inn he felt comfortable enough with checking into. Walking through the double doors, Corey made his way over to the check-in desk and, after asking for a room, paying, and getting his room key, got in the elevator and headed up to the floor his room was on. Once the elevator reached his floor, Corey got out and made his way to his room. Reaching his room, Corey slid his room key in and unlocked the door. After opening the door, Corey closed it behind him and, after throwing his three bags into one of the corners of the room, collapsed on the first bed he had laid on in days. Spending his time riding bus after bus had begun to take its toll on the 26 year old and all Corey wanted was to take a shower and spend a night in a comfortable bed. However, before he could do either of those things, Corey had to find something to eat. Looking in his wallet and really taking the time to count his money, Corey found that his cash supply was running low. Luckily for him, he had some Slim Jims, Doritos, and Mountain Dews in his backpack, but even his stores of junk food were running low.
'I guess another thing I need to take care of is finding a job,' Corey thought as he took out the Slim Jims and a Mountain Dew and proceeded to eat his makeshift dinner. After finishing off the last of his Slim Jims and the last of the Mountain Dew, Corey threw his trash away and proceeded to get everything he needed for his shower. Heading into the bathroom, Corey stripped out of the outfit he was wearing, took his shower, and changed into the shirt and shorts he was going to sleep in. Once Corey was dressed, he climbed into the bed after turning off the lights in the hotel room. Before the 26 year old drifted off to sleep, Corey couldn't help but let his worries about finding a job and settling down in North Carolina get to him. 'I can do this. If I can survive the shit I had to put up with back in Pittsburgh, then I can sure as hell survive here,' Corey thought as he fell into a deep sleep.
Short start, yes, but I'm in the process of trying to get more chapters of this typed up so that I can be a bit speedy with updates (since my update schedule can be a bit horrendous). (Also, this is just my style as a writer, but I'm going to slow burn things.) So, until Chapter 2 (which I already have typed up), thanks for giving this a try and don't forget to R&R please. =)