Randy woke up with a killer headache. He somehow managed to roll out of bed just as there was a knock at his door. He threw on his shirt and went to answer it. It was Jeff.
"Hey...man you look like hell". The man with the red and black hair said, stepping into the room.
Randy rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat on the bed. "Yeah, well, what's your point?".
"My point is I think you need to take it easy on the Martini's next time".
"It was Vodka Tonic, and anyways what do you want?". Randy said, becoming annoyed.
Jeff laughed, shaking his head, causing the mini braids to fly. "I came to tell you that we have an autograph signing in less than three hours in Montreal".
Randy groaned, rubbing his temple to try and ease the throbbing pain. "Since when?".
"Since Mr.McMahon made the announcement over an hour ago", he said, sitting on a chair, "I've been calling your cellphone all morning to tell you".
Randy then reached over and grabbed his phone off of the night stand, and looked at it. Yep, he had missed Jeff's call. All four of them. He groaned again. "I'll meet you there, I guess".
Jeff then stood. "Alright, if you get lost, just call".
"Okay". And then he was gone. Randy stood and went into the bathroom. He looked into the mirror, not noticing the man staring back at him. He really did look like hell. His eyes were a bloodshot red, and he had terrible bed hair.
He took a shower, and threw on his best suit. Grabbing his new title off of the dresser, he was out the door.
She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to check on him again, but with a very persuasive threat from both Dave and Ric, she didn't have a choice. They stood in Hunter's hotel room, trying to get him out of the messy bed.
"Hunter, get up. We have to get to Montreal". Dave said.
Hunter shoved his head underneath his pillow, and muffled, "Leave me alone".
Ric stepped in. "No! Hunter, you get your ass out of that bed, get dressed, and let's go".
Hunter looked up through the pillows, giving Ric a glaring look. "Leave...me...alone".
"You can't just mope around all day over that stupid title. Move on". She quickly regretted saying that when all three of them stared at her. "I mean, you're gonna get it back".
Hunter then jumped out of the bed, coming towards her. She stepped back, stumbling over the lamp that was still on the floor from last night. He growled, "You know, you're really starting to piss me off".
"But, I was just saying..."
"Nobody asked for your damn opinion!" He yelled, grabbing her by the arms, painfully, shaking her.
When he had finally let her go, she fell onto the floor. He went into the bathroom to shower as Dave, and Ric sat there watching her. When he came out of the bathroom, they both stood up, and were headed for the door. Hunter turned to Scarlett, "Get off of your ass and lets go".
She didn't move. Didn't show any signs that she heard him, just continued to sit there, lost in her thoughts until Dave was grabbing her by the hair, "Are you deaf? He said let's go". He pulled her to the door by her hair.
She really didn't want to be here right now.
Randy had been there for a while, taking pictures and signing autographs when they came. Even when they were out of character, they were still Evolution. When they were coming towards the table, he noticed that Scarlett hadn't been smiling. Autograph signings were always her favorite, but now, she looked as if she wanted to be anywhere in the world, but here. She caught his eye, and smiled. He smiled back at her until Hunter roughly pushed her to their seats.
Randy went back to signing autographs.
When it was over, he caught up with her in the parking lot. "Hey. Is there something wrong?".
"Why do you ask?" She said.
"I don't know, you just seemed a little... off today".
She laughed. "No, I'm okay".
Randy caught sight of her arm, there was a bruise on it. "What happened?". He asked, going to touch it.
She stepped away from him. "Oh, I ran into the door. You know me, always running into something".
He wasn't convinced. "Well, it must have been one big door. Do you need something for it?"
"No, it's fine. Really. But, thanks". A limo pulled up beside them, Hunter's head out the window.
"Come on!" Was the only thing he said.
Scarlett slowly walked to the limo, looking over her shoulder to smile at Randy. He smiled back.
"Enjoy that title while you can, boy". Hunter called out to him, pointing at the gold that was resting on Randy's shoulder.
The limo pulled off, and Randy stood there, trying to figure out what the hell Hunter meant by that.