Micheal lying down on Maryse's bed she sighed. "Randy pulled a dickhead move laving me a message." Maryse listening to it growled. "He is such an ass! He thinks because he is married women still want him!"
"Exactly-"
"It's not like he is attractive anymor-"
"Woah woah woah...Maryse! I will admit he is attractive."
"Micheal! Did you hear what you just said?" Micheal replaying it over covered her mouth. "That's what I thought! See? He's ruining you! Think of Jason!" Micheal smiling Maryse shook her. "See? Face it Micheal, you love Jason!"

"I don't LOVE him...but...he said it..."
"Oh my god..." The two looking at each other Maryse stood up. "I am going to go kick Randall's ass, and you are coming with me!"
"What?" Maryse dragging her out went right next door and pounded on the door. "MARYSE!"
"RANDALL KEITH ORTON OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR NOW!" Maryse had instantly grown to love the Diva she had by the wrist. The other divas were just...to much like her, she was so unique. Randy opening the door saw Maryse being yanked back. "Randy...you are such an ass!"
"How is that Maryse? What did I do?"
"You hurt..." Yanking Micheal over and the two tumbling into the room they started laughing and Micheal threw a pillow on the ground at the french diva. "You are such a nerd-"
"Don't be stealing my shit!" The two hugging each other they lied there giggling. Randy watching them leaned against the wall, crossing his arms he smiled at the two. Maryse hadn't been this happy in years. The two sitting up rubbed their eyes. "Holy fuck...okay...wait..what were we doing?"
"I have no idea-" Hearing Orton clear his throat the two looking up and Micheal blew a raspberry, shrugging her shoulders Maryse fell back again laughing. "MARYSE! DON'T LEAVE ME!" She cried, dragging it out. Shaking the girl the two stood up, stumbling they started laughing again.
"Excuse me, ladies. If you two stop being idio-" Another raspberry. Maryse falling down again Micheal began pulling her up she was laughing. "Are you-" Another. "Goddamn it sto-" One more for the humor. "Micheal stop doing that-" With the try of one last raspberry he kissed her. Maryse turning pale covered her mouth in shock closed the door and locked it. Blinking a few times she pushed him back.
"What the fuck dude? You're married...and I..have a girlfriend AND a boyfriend." Maryse laughing gaped.
"Wait! You're cheating on m..."
"You can't even say it with a straight face! You whore!" The two laughing Randy looked back at Maryse, pointing at the door.
"Leave. Now." Maryse jumping unlocked the door and ran out. Randy walking over locked it. "Now I need some damn aspirin."
"Dude...you just..." About to do another raspberry he pointed at her, his eyes burning.
"You stick you're tongue at me and I swear so help me..." Her tongue out at him Randy jumped her, kissing her. The shock hitting her like a brick wall he smirked. "Told you."
"Told me what? I'd get raped?" The viper staring down at her she rose her brow.
"That is fucking creepy stop doing that!" The two staring at each other she shook her head.
"Randall, get off of me."
"What?"

"Randall. Get. Off. Of. Me. I have a boyfriend."
"You're not dating Jason. It's obvious you two are in a 'college lovers reunite phase'." Making air quotes she sat up.
"So what? At least I feel loved." Looking away he squinted at her, following her gaze. It was out the window.
"Wait...what are you talking about?"

"You don't know Randall-"
"Say my name." Looking her dead in the eye he pinned her against the headboard. "Say it. Just say my name please." He begged, desperate. "You call Maryse, John, Jason, Chris, Adam, and every other person by their first name. Even Vince! Why am I not included?" Suddenly it came to her.
"I have no fucking idea." She whispered, thinking it over.
"Hold up..." Sitting back on his knee he leaned his head closer to her. "What was that?"
"I have no fucking clue...why-now I remember!"
"What is it?"
"You left me freezing in the goddamn shower-"
"Samantha showed up! What the fuck did you expe-"
"Put me in the goddamn closet like other guys have!" Standing up on the bed she screamed at him. "I am so sick and tired of being the third wheel! The friend with benefits! The one who ruins marriages! That is not who I am! I want somebody with no significant other who will love me for who I am! Not who I am in the ring, or in the recording studio! I'm so sick..." Leaning down she screamed again. "Of being every man's little bitch!" Jumping down and walking away she tried to open the door. "What the fuck?" Kicking the door it broke open, she didn't see the latch at the top. Walking out he caught her again, his arms around her waist he brought her back in and closed the door, although now it squeaked like hell. Holding her still he growled.
"You are not a whore, a bitch, or anything like that. Besides...you and Jason, you seem happy together."

"Well. I think I do love him. You don't come across a guy like that any day you know. Oh hey! About our storyline..." Randy laughing climbed over his bed and opened his drawer with the script and pulled it out, opening it read the lines out loud.
"After Orton vs Morrison match, Addams storms out, pumbling Orton and Morrison she performs her signature move on Orton. Takes title belt. Climbs to top turnbuckle and holds it above her head.
Show. Closes..." Looking up at her she grinned and he started laughing. He hadn't laughed like this in years, it was like bringing life back. Sitting next to him she read the lines over again and snatched the script. Looking at the gleaming title belt she snatched it when he let out a shriek. "GIVE ME THE DAMN BELT! NOW MICHEAL!" Moving around him she walked over to the bathroom, holding it above the toilet. "Okay...it won't even fit." Looking down she screeched.
"This is more than any fucking turd in the world record magazine thing!" Randy laughing again it was so out-of-character for him even in everyday life, and it shocked him.
"It's a book and this is worth more than any dump."
"With your name on it it's about the same." She mumbled, smirking at him.
"You are a bitch!"
"Whore!" She retaliated. Walking over to the door she smiled as he put the title safely back on the TV stand. Looking over at her she had a warm smile, then she looked back at him. "I'm sorry about earlier..."
"No, I'm sorry. I had no right whatsoever to do that to you. Samantha would have understood if I told her we were just watching Titanic."
"Well, it's all done and over with. Tomorrow we fly to Raleigh...Monday Night RAW, and I get the lifetime opportunity to kick your ass."
"Oh ha. Ha. I forgot to laugh."
"You just did."
"Bitch!"
"Whore." Opening the door she looked back at him and he hugged her.
"I'm sorry again. I promise it'll never happen again."
"Don't worry about it."
"Micheal-"
"Thanks for everything...Randy."