Part I
"So I'm thinking of opening up a bar...and I was just wondering if you guys wanted to get in on it?" John said looking at Randy and Charlie across the table.
"A bar?" Randy asked curiously.
"John...you don't even drink." Charlie added.
"Well I mean...just because I don't doesn't mean that no one else does. It's just something I've been thinking about for awhile, and I didn't want to go on it alone cause I mean, its kinda risky. I figured if I got a couple of guys in on it, we could all take turns watching it when one or the other is out on a show, and then we can all work together when we're all off."
Randy and Charlie looked at each other. "Why us?"
"You guys are some of my best friends here. I figure if I have to go into business with anyone, I'd work with people I actually got along with." John said honestly. "So what do you guys think?"
"Where's it going to be?" Charlie inquired.
"Well...see that's the thing. I've only really done research back home in Massachusetts. My town doesn't really have any major bars. I don't want this to be some kind of stupid dance club, I want it to be like one of those pubs we went to in Ireland."
"Really?" Randy asked intrigued. He had been trying to find something to invest his money in and John's idea didn't seem like a bad one.
"I know that you guys were both thinking of moving away from home and buying houses and shit. The building that I was thinking of buying actually has 4 levels. The first floor, obviously we can turn into the bar, and then I was planning on renovating the other 3 levels and turning those into apartments."
Charlie frowned slightly. "But umm...I'm sorry John, now, this building that you're going to buy...it's in West Newberry?"
"Well, actually its in one of the towns near West Newberry. Obviously not Boston or anything, but considering this is my first shot at trying to run something, I didn't want to take a huge risk and blow all the money that I have at a place in Boston which would be ridiculously expensive and have a lot more competition." John shrugged. "Anyways, if either one of you guys are interested, I'm looking at the place again tomorrow. I'm basically decided on doing this whether or not I get you guys to go in on it with me, so even if you're not interested, I'd love it if you guys would come with me and check the building out."
Randy and Charlie looked at each other.
Randy thought of the money he had saved. Certainly with the trust fund that his dad and grandfather had set up for him in the past, he had enough to spare. And he knew that John was a great guy, he wouldn't try to screw anyone over. He considered the notion in his mind for about 5 minutes then extended his hand to John. "I'm in."
Charlie however took a longer time deciding. He was always very cautious with his money, considering that he knew just how fragile life and everything in it could be. He thought of his brother, and how much he had always pressured Charlie, the more guarded one of the two, to take risks and to as he used to say, "take life by the balls and run with it".
John and Randy both looked towards Charlie.
"I want to look at the place first before I decide." He finally said.
"Great man, you won't regret it." John said excitedly.
"Just one thing." Charlie's face looked very serious all of a sudden. "Have you thought of a name or anything?"
John scratched his head. "Actually...no." He murmured thoughtfully.
"If I do get in on this with you guys, I have one request." Charlie said.
"What's that?" Randy asked curiously.
"Umm...look, I know you guys didn't really get to know my brother or anything." Charlie paused.
Randy and John looked at him sympathetically, knowing the effect that his brother's death had on Charlie.
"But umm... Russ's favorite song was The Joker, by the Steve Miller Band."
"You want to call the bar, The Joker?" John asked assiduously.
"Yeah, if you wouldn't mind." Charlie mumbled and looked away, now feeling slightly embarrassed.
Randy and John looked at each other and nodded.
"Absolutely man. If you decide to get in on this...The Joker's the name." John said.
***This is obviously going to end up being a romance, with each of the guys finding a girl and I've been dying to write a fic with Charlie Haas in it cause I just think he's a phenomenal wrestler, not to mention...he's pretty damn hot. Anyways, this is an idea that I've had for a long time now...and this is just a try out first chapter. I'd love to know what you guys think. Leave one.
"So I'm thinking of opening up a bar...and I was just wondering if you guys wanted to get in on it?" John said looking at Randy and Charlie across the table.
"A bar?" Randy asked curiously.
"John...you don't even drink." Charlie added.
"Well I mean...just because I don't doesn't mean that no one else does. It's just something I've been thinking about for awhile, and I didn't want to go on it alone cause I mean, its kinda risky. I figured if I got a couple of guys in on it, we could all take turns watching it when one or the other is out on a show, and then we can all work together when we're all off."
Randy and Charlie looked at each other. "Why us?"
"You guys are some of my best friends here. I figure if I have to go into business with anyone, I'd work with people I actually got along with." John said honestly. "So what do you guys think?"
"Where's it going to be?" Charlie inquired.
"Well...see that's the thing. I've only really done research back home in Massachusetts. My town doesn't really have any major bars. I don't want this to be some kind of stupid dance club, I want it to be like one of those pubs we went to in Ireland."
"Really?" Randy asked intrigued. He had been trying to find something to invest his money in and John's idea didn't seem like a bad one.
"I know that you guys were both thinking of moving away from home and buying houses and shit. The building that I was thinking of buying actually has 4 levels. The first floor, obviously we can turn into the bar, and then I was planning on renovating the other 3 levels and turning those into apartments."
Charlie frowned slightly. "But umm...I'm sorry John, now, this building that you're going to buy...it's in West Newberry?"
"Well, actually its in one of the towns near West Newberry. Obviously not Boston or anything, but considering this is my first shot at trying to run something, I didn't want to take a huge risk and blow all the money that I have at a place in Boston which would be ridiculously expensive and have a lot more competition." John shrugged. "Anyways, if either one of you guys are interested, I'm looking at the place again tomorrow. I'm basically decided on doing this whether or not I get you guys to go in on it with me, so even if you're not interested, I'd love it if you guys would come with me and check the building out."
Randy and Charlie looked at each other.
Randy thought of the money he had saved. Certainly with the trust fund that his dad and grandfather had set up for him in the past, he had enough to spare. And he knew that John was a great guy, he wouldn't try to screw anyone over. He considered the notion in his mind for about 5 minutes then extended his hand to John. "I'm in."
Charlie however took a longer time deciding. He was always very cautious with his money, considering that he knew just how fragile life and everything in it could be. He thought of his brother, and how much he had always pressured Charlie, the more guarded one of the two, to take risks and to as he used to say, "take life by the balls and run with it".
John and Randy both looked towards Charlie.
"I want to look at the place first before I decide." He finally said.
"Great man, you won't regret it." John said excitedly.
"Just one thing." Charlie's face looked very serious all of a sudden. "Have you thought of a name or anything?"
John scratched his head. "Actually...no." He murmured thoughtfully.
"If I do get in on this with you guys, I have one request." Charlie said.
"What's that?" Randy asked curiously.
"Umm...look, I know you guys didn't really get to know my brother or anything." Charlie paused.
Randy and John looked at him sympathetically, knowing the effect that his brother's death had on Charlie.
"But umm... Russ's favorite song was The Joker, by the Steve Miller Band."
"You want to call the bar, The Joker?" John asked assiduously.
"Yeah, if you wouldn't mind." Charlie mumbled and looked away, now feeling slightly embarrassed.
Randy and John looked at each other and nodded.
"Absolutely man. If you decide to get in on this...The Joker's the name." John said.
***This is obviously going to end up being a romance, with each of the guys finding a girl and I've been dying to write a fic with Charlie Haas in it cause I just think he's a phenomenal wrestler, not to mention...he's pretty damn hot. Anyways, this is an idea that I've had for a long time now...and this is just a try out first chapter. I'd love to know what you guys think. Leave one.