1:04PM

Almost an hour before the meetup, Dean Ambrose was already in the vicinity of the mall, sitting on a bench and in front of him was the concessions; it was his favorite place to chill out and do the game of mind-thinking.

Although wearing a black hoodie and a black t-shirt under the sun, he didn't mind about sweating. The crazy man in black was just chilling out and was thinking about this girl that he just talked to earlier.

"Alexa, you little problematic girl… I'm just gonna text her…"

Without a doubt, Dean opened his phone and texted her.

Dean: Hey, Alexa! Where are you?

2:30PM

A continuous surge of phone vibrations rocked the nightstand of Alexa Bliss as the girl is still sleeping on her bed. A few seconds after, Alexa woke up groggily and groaned. Then looked at the time of her wall clock. She was shocked to see that she overslept and quickly checked the phone to see if it's right.

However, she didn't check the time on her phone; instead, she noticed that there's plenty of text messages and was surprised at whom texted her.

"Dean with forty messages? Is he a kid or something?"

Alexa looked at the messages that Dean sent.

It was consisting of wake-ups, where are you's, I'm here's, and more…

"Jesus Christ, Dean, you're that early to send me these horrible messages…" She smacked her face lightly.

Alexa: Give me thirty minutes…

Dean instantly replied to the response.

Dean: Sure thing, shortie! Not my fault that you woke up and came late. I'm just prepared for anything.

Alexa groaned again.

Alexa: Don't start with me again! Just let me leave and take a bath, okay?

Dean didn't respond to her text anymore, she sighed in relief. Alexa thought that Dean's 'always late' shtick could be a good thing. And no time to waste, she went to her cabinet to pick up some clothes that she will wear today.

After a long twenty-minute shower, Alexa is now suit and ready. She was wearing a black t-shirt that has a white-colored guitar AK-47 symbol in the middle, indicating that Alexa was such a fanatic of this rock band. Also, she wears a pink hoodie, blue jeans, and checkered sneakers. Alexa made herself more like a goddess by having her pigtails, painted pink.

She was all set and a sudden vibration snapped Alexa's preparation. To conclude, it was Dean who is calling her.

Alexa groaned. "What now?" She accepted the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey Alexa, it's over three, what's with the slow and ease?" Dean responded, showing signs of being impatient.

"Oh, you're there already? Being an early kid is a stupid thing to do…"

"Nah, that's not the stupidest part though."

"Wait, what?" Alexa was confused somehow at what Dean had said. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you're not gonna like this though… I kept my weiner out cold and dry for an hour and I—"

Alexa interrupted Dean as it was meant something bad for the princess. "What the fuck did you just said, Dean?"

"W-w-wait, I didn't mean too and I can explain—"

"For fuck sake, Dean! Don't play with me, you sick fucker!" Alexa suddenly dropped the call.

Alexa was now angry and kept groaning as it gained more tantrum to the lady.

"That sick and maniac! Why did I invite him in the first place?"

She tries to keep venting out in her mind, but there was no time to put it all off as the time kept moving and it was getting late. She started to run like a crazy man and somehow found a taxi already.

3:35PM

A half an hour had passed to the time that was given. Alexa arrived at the mall safely and went to the front entrance of the building. While scanning through the area, he saw a glimpse of a familiar face on a bench, it was no other than Mr. Dean Ambrose in his hoodies, jeans, and shoes. She took it as a chance to judged his face.

"Dean Ambrose. A crazy and sick bastard. Well, I know that face isn't that innocent, but his looks…"

She looked further down to see that he was also wearing a hoodie and a t-shirt.

"I don't look him as an honest guy, he's just a dick. But his looks, god…" She smiled when he looked back to his precious face.

"Hey, Miss Bliss!"

Alexa startled at her position as Dean got up and went to the girl.

"Hey, Alexa…" Dean quickly scanned Alexa's appearance. "We look… the same."

"Yeah…" Alexa frowned and crossed her arms. "But I wear different than you."

"Well, on point there. Hold on a sec." Dean went back to the bench to carry something, something long. "Here you go… a weiner for you."

Alexa being the dumbfounded one, accepted Dean's offer as she went silent for a long minute.

"Okay, okay, Alexa. I thought it's a good idea to say that word to you, but you didn't finish me earlier. That's the weiner that I was talking about, not the second one. Jesus fucking Christ, I'm really fucked." Dean covered her face in guilt.

While he buried his poor face, he heard something snickering. In curiosity, he uncovers himself to found out that Alexa was laughing continuously. Thank God that the weiner never fell off.

"What's with the laugh?"

"Oh, Dean…" She flailed her arm. "You crazy guy. I got misunderstood for a fucking weiner!" She continued bursting her laugh.

Dean frowned. "Okay, you got me. I will never eat another weiner when I see your shitty face again. I guess Alexa Bliss will misunderstand me about eating a weiner. Good god."

He covered his face once again while Alexa kept laughing as she fell on her knees.

"Thanks for that compliment, Dean Ambrose, you just made my fucking boredom a stardom!" She cried. "Thank you for making me laugh this hard." She guffawed once more and lightly punched his shoulder.

Dean sighed internally. "This day made me go from holy shit to holy motherfucking God, please kill myself right now."

"Alright, short bliss. You win, you got me. Okay? Are you happy?"

Alexa stopped laughing as Dean went seriously at her. "Come on, boy." She hits him again in the forearm. "I'm just laughing at your joke. Don't be a meanie." Alexa gave Dean a shiny grin.

"Aren't you gonna eat that? Because I know girls love to eat—"

Dean tries to fight back but Alexa interrupted once again.

"Alright, stop right there, maniac. I know what you're doing and I'm just gonna eat this somewhere."

She winked as she went straight to the bench where Dean sat for a long time earlier.

While Alexa was eating the frank, it was Dean's turn to assess Alexa.

"That damn girl… she just beat me with a simple punchline… Damn, she's good at this game, just like me… She's damn pretty, I would say… I think it's time to-"

"Yo, Dean!"

Alexa called Dean as the latter staggered on his feet on his thoughts, this made the former chuckled. Dean soon came in the bench and sat.

"What now?" Dean said in an irky voice.

"Just finish this hotdog…" She offered the half of the food, Dean hesitated at first but accepted it otherwise.

"Fine, thanks." He grabbed the food and ate it in a few minutes.

"Oh, Dean!"

"What?" He said while chewing the remains.

"I'm sorry for messing with you. I thought it was hilarious."

Dean only responded with a nod.

"Also, mom said that she will come late."

Dean swallowed the leftover. "So, what's the time of the concert?"

"Eight, my mom said that to me, she has the tickets."

"So now what are we going to do?"

"Well, we can enter the mall and do shitty and stupid things." Alexa shrugged.

"You're speaking in my language, I like that spirit." Dean somehow smiled.

"Hey, that's what a crazy person can say, right?" Alexa showing signs of amusing the lunatic boy.

"Well, I'm fucking in!"

Both of them stood up and started walking.

As Dean wasn't looking at her, Alexa took the time to give more thoughts to this man beside her.

"Wow, I just can't believe that I felt… so much joy… with him… Wait! Am-am I? Oh, God!" Alexa became frightened at what she actually felt with Dean.

While Alexa wasn't looking at him, Dean takes the time to think something about Alexa.

"I guess I got a friend and an enemy beside me. She really does know what I'm doing. Why am I mad at her before? Wait… do you think I actually… No shit! That's fucking impossible!" Dean was panicking at what could happen at them.

"I think I'm in love Dean Ambrose…"

"Fucking hell, I'm fucking falling to Alexa Bliss, for fuck sake…"

Everything went peacefully as they entered the premise to start their mall expedition.

Yeah, baby, I know that you're good

But I don't want a good girl no, not today

'Cause I want it bad, I want a bad girl, baby, bad

I want a love that's crazy, yeah

I want a bad girl, baby, bad, I want it bad