We drove another ten minutes down the road and Randy teased me relentlessly the whole way. His SUV eventually pulled up to a large silver metallic building and came to a stop along the sidewalk, outside appeared to be a series of warehouse doors. I waited for him to shut the car off before removing my seat belt. "Here we go," Randy stepped out of the car and stretched before walking around to open my door which I had already started to open. "No no let me get that."
"Chivalry apparently didn't die out with the cave man," I smirked as I got out. Randy shut the door with a slight bow. I wasn't sure where we were. Everything looked closed and had a feeling of being abandoned but the property was well taken care of. I had no idea what could be here that Randy would want to do.
"So where are we?" The bite of the weather had me wrapping my arms around my chest. The motion didn't go unnoticed and Randy's arm was draped across me soon as we started walking toward one of the doors. "We... are at the training facility. Everyone else is inside. I just have some stuff I need to finish before tomorrow's show." That shocked me, and I stared at Randy, I wasn't sure I was even allowed to be here. As we walked to the doors my mind raced. I was about to meet more of Randy's friends and I hope they hadn't seen the drama from earlier.
Randy rapped on one of the side warehouse doors and after a minute or two the handle popped and the door opened. Ron Killings was on the other side, he smiled when he saw Randy, "Hey man! Come on in!" He said happy to see us. "And who might this be?" He focused in on me quickly. "Ron this is Erin, she's hanging out with me." Ron smiled and offered his hand, "Nice to meet you," he said and I shook it with a smile. I was very excited to be there all of a sudden.
"Actually, Randy is hanging out with me," I humored. Ron winked and we laughed amongst ourselves.
Ron was a very friendly funny guy with many facial piercings and short dreads that he had covered. He was very easy to talk to and had no problems making the rounds around the building talking to everyone. The best part was he didn't even ask about my eye and for the first time I felt I could relax and make my way around the room with Randy.
Once fully inside the door, the room opened up in to a massive warehouse. There were two wrestling rings in the center and people were sitting around talking. Some coaches were ringside giving feedback and screaming criticisms, others were scribbling fiercely on a notepad. Two practice matches were already under way and it appeared that Natalya and Tyson Kidd were in one ring and Seth "Colby" Rollins with Jey Usos were attacking each other in the second ring.
Their grunts and yells echoed throughout the warehouse and I was suddenly happy for pissing Randy off to get headache medicine earlier. Randy crossed the room and I flanked him trying to keep up. We stopped at a table toward the back of the warehouse where Randy talked to someone from the staff. He got a hand full of paperwork that he said was for his travel records and an explanation for why he stopped his signing in the middle of the day. Apparently the company was strict when it came to customer satisfaction. Randy didn't seem the slightest bit worried about it.
After he got his paperwork and looked it over he handed it to me. "Watch this for me?" He was staring at me and I looked back. "Sure?" I said after a moment,
"I need to go change; apparently I'm up in a few against Jacob."
"Who?" I was totally lost; I had no idea who that was. Randy laughed, "You'll know him when you see him, be back in a few!" And he was off. I was left alone to guard his paperwork and walk around watching matches.