"Amanda, come on. It's not much further now, darlin." Punk says encouragingly, hoping to lighten the stress Amanda's been feeling at work lately.
"Why are we going through here again? Come on, it's been a long day and I just want to relax back at the hotel." Newly turned 19 year old Amanda says as Punk lightly dragged her by her right arm through the Daytona Beach crowd on a late June night, people randomly saying "Aw, look at how cute those two are together." Amanda couldn't help but roll her eyes at that in a good natured way as fans liked to imagine what it would be like if their favorite superstars and divas hooked up together.
"Humidity drives me nuts too but you've gotta admit, it's not too humid out here now. Come on Mandy, you'll love it." Punk says, leading Amanda toward the beach… but Amanda was blindfolded and didn't know where she was being led to.
Once Punk took the blindfold off Amanda, the small brunette's eyes widened in shock as the arcade she knew had been closed down back in early 2007 was up and running again.
"Was out walking around earlier, found it… you said you wanted a Street Fighter rematch, right kiddo?" Punk says, Amanda smiling at him before the two ran into the arcade...
"Hey there, tiny." Punk says after Amanda joined him outside after getting cleaned off and changed into a tank top and cut off shorts.
"Am I really that damn little?" Amanda asks.
"Compared to most of us, yep. I've been trying to figure out how to ask when you and Finn… first got together?" Punk says.
"Well… it was…" Amanda says, trying to figure out how to explain it…
"So what's the deal with you two anyway? You didn't need to sneak around." Kevin says, Amanda and Finn looking at each other.
"And why would you care? It's not like it affects you in any way." Finn says.
"No, just proves that your new little girlfriend is still the-" Kevin says.
"Okay, you know what?! Grow up, Kevin! If you can't act professional to us while backstage, then just leave us the hell alone!" Amanda says, Kevin forming his lips into a thin line before leaving, unsatisfied with that being Amanda's response.
Amanda rested her head against Finn's right shoulder, Finn resting his head on the top of Amanda's head and lightly kissing it.
"I wonder how in the hell did Sami put up with him for so damn long…" Amanda mutters, her and Finn kissing.
"From what Sami told me, Kevin was a different person back when they were friends… we all change, some for bad and some for good, love. It doesn't make how Kevin treats us justifiable but something changed him… we just don't know what." Finn says...
"Sounds like Kevin Owens really hates you guys… what's his problem?" Punk says.
"A lot of things… he's been bringing up issues from nearly ten years ago and you know how I was at that time in my life…" Amanda says.
"Amanda, that wasn't your fault… you were just acting like any other kid, trying to escape the pain. Kevin had no right opening up old wounds." Punk says.
"It's… strange how the future turns out differently than anyone thinks it would. Part of me wonders what I'd be like today if I had known Finn and Sami back when I was 17." Amanda says.
"Pretty much how you three are now, the three musketeers." Punk says jokingly, Amanda lightly shoving him but both laughing. "But I would've warned Finn that I'd be watching him like a hawk if he tried anything with you." He says.
"Ironically, Dean did that last year just after the Royal Rumble. All of us are like one big, slightly dysfunctional family." Amanda says.
"Slightly dysfunctional? I'm not the one who went and bleached Roman's hair blonde." Both heard, looked and saw Sami.
"It you hadn't chickened out, I would've been the one standing guard outside Roman's locker room!" Amanda says, jumping up to her feet and her and Sami hugging, Punk standing up before Amanda walked into the apartment, Sami seeing Amanda and Finn kissing and Alex lying on the floor before closing the door.
"Why isn't he-" Sami starts to ask.
"On the leather couch? When we got back, we… well, you can…" Punk says, Sami figuring it out and laughing slightly.
"Hey Alex, I'm making coffee if you want some!" Randy says, Alex inhaling the scent of freshly brewing coffee and pulling himself up off the floor, walking into the kitchen.
"They're gonna need to thoroughly decontaminate that couch." Alex mumbles.
"Shove off, it's not the first time you've walked in on two people." Randy says.
"Yeah. Christian and his wife, Sabin and Velvet when they were together, you and Amanda-" Alex says, Randy lightly shoving him. "Hard to believe how much she's changed since then… I still see her as that baby faced kid jumping on Kevin Nash's back and him spinning her around." He says.
"He was probably used to doing that with Tristan when Tristan was a kid himself… Nash sees Amanda as a daughter, she's a good role model and surrogate older sister to his son." Randy says.
At the same time, Punk and Sami headed back into the apartment when Punk's phone chimed, him checking it and seeing a text from his wife.
'Everything going okay?'
'Car should be fixed up soon, honey… hey… how about heading down here for Wrestlemania 33?' Punk replied.
'I'd love that… and it'll give us a chance to reconnect with our old friends. :)' AJ Lee replied, Punk smiling.
"Hey, you two are being quiet over there!" Sami says loudly, catching Amanda and Finn's attention.
"Shove it, Sami." Finn says jokingly, Sami rolling his eyes and Punk and the others chuckling slightly.
Punk also had a plan in mind and that plan involved telling Kevin Owens off… he had been watching WWE programming as of late and didn't like Owens's attitude towards Amanda.
Knowing now that it wasn't for the cameras made Punk even more pissed off.