A/N: It's been a while since I've updated this story, but I hope not to have huge gaps again. Here we go, and I own no one by the way.
Dave stood in his hotel room after storming out of the restaurant. His head was screaming in agony from his headache, and his body was filled with suppressed anger towards anyone that even tried to ask him if he was an alien. He turned and walked into the bathroom, staring at his reflection in the mirror. He didn't look like an alien. He wasn't green and didn't have a weird shaped head, so why was everyone asking if he was an alien? He just couldn't wrap his mind around it.
With a soft sigh, Dave walked out of the bathroom and went back into the hotel room, grabbing his bottle of Tylenol from the night stand. He took a couple more pills, then grabbed his gym bag. He decided maybe he could head to the hotel's gym for a few hours before heading to the airport for his flight. He walked out of the room and to the elevator down to the ground floor. After asking where the gym was, Dave walked into the small room and glanced around. He spotted a few of the older wrestlers like Mark and Glenn already there, but chose not to say anything to them. He didn't want one of them going and asking him if he was alien although he hoped they knew better.
Dropping his bag near the wall, Dave walked over to one of the benches and began his workout, ignoring those that were around him. An hour later, Dave was on his last machine when someone walked up to him. He turned with the heavy weight in his hands and looked at them, surprised to see Nick Nemeth, or Dolph Ziggler as he was known in the ring. He stared at the guy, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hi I'm Dolph Ziggler!" he said cheerfully, smiling at Dave. Dave rolled his eyes and turned back to his machine.
"Are you an alien?" he asked, not even noticing that Dave was ignoring him. Dave stumbled when he asked that, and ended up dropping the weight on his foot. He screamed loudly in pain, and then turned to Nick, growling loudly. Nick took off running, and Dave went running after him, earning weird looks from the others.
"You think he's okay?" questioned Mark as both he and Glenn watched a pissed off animal run out of the gym. Glenn shrugged and went back to his own exercise.
Outside of the hotel, Nick had managed to climb onto a wall and was holding onto a pole while Dave tried to reach for him but couldn't quite reach. As he stood below the wall pacing like a trapped animal, Oscar, Rey as he was known in the ring, came out of the hotel after being told what was going on by one of the innocent bystanders.
"Dave, hermano, chill out," he said, walking over to the larger man. Dave glanced down at him then looked up at Nick, growling loudly once more. He stormed away from the two of them, shouting profanities as he walked, not caring if anyone heard him. Oscar hurried after him, leaving Nick behind.
"Um hello? I can't get down!" he shouted after them, but no one heard him.
