"Well now... wasn't that an uneventful flight." MacKenzie stated boredly, flinging the cheap plane peanuts out the car window. Josh was driving the black Range Rover, heading towards the arena. "Stop it Mac, I don't want to clean the car up."
"God man, loosen up dude." Mac threw a peanut at the male, snickering as he tried to batt it away. "Yeah yeah, whatever you say."
~oOo~
"Rylie! Hurry the fuck up!" Randy Orton called, standing impatiently outside the womens' airport bathroom. "Why couldn't she go on the plane?" Paul asked, irritably.
"Who're you waiting for?" Feminine voice caused both Orton and Levesque to scowl. Paul whirled, to face a coffee bearing, chipper Rylie. "What happened to going to the bathroom which seemed like such an emergency?"
"Yeah, I needed coffee, not the bathroom. Maybe you should get your ears checked." Replying cooly, Rylie handed a styrofoam cup to both Randy and Paul, the former of which brightened considerably at the offering.
"You're forgiven. Now hurry up." Paul growled, bad mood quite obvious. Arching a brow quizzically at Randy, Rylie simply shrugged, and attempted to chug and walk at the same time.
"Why does he have to walk so fast? I want my coffee!" She whined to Randy, pouting as a few drops spilled over the edge. "Maybe you shouldn't fill the cup up past the rim?" Rylie gasped, a shocked look taking over sculpted features. "Or you could just not listen to me."
"Naw, it's ok. My sister says the same thing to me all the time. What she fails to realize.." Caffiene having kicked in once again, Rylie went into a long winded, one sided conversation, Orton simply nodding in reply.
~oOo~
"Stop pouting Kenzie. Look, I brought you coffee." Josh edged towards the silent fem', offering held before him at arms length. MacKenzie smiled, took the cup and returned her attention to the monitor. "Life sucks, yes indeedie."
"And why do you say that?" Assured that she wouldn't rip him limb from limb, Josh took a seat beside Mac. "I don't know. I guess it's because Ry and me where split up, and I don't know anyone and I guess I'm kinda lonely. Oh well, thank the gods for coffee."
"God man, loosen up dude." Mac threw a peanut at the male, snickering as he tried to batt it away. "Yeah yeah, whatever you say."
~oOo~
"Rylie! Hurry the fuck up!" Randy Orton called, standing impatiently outside the womens' airport bathroom. "Why couldn't she go on the plane?" Paul asked, irritably.
"Who're you waiting for?" Feminine voice caused both Orton and Levesque to scowl. Paul whirled, to face a coffee bearing, chipper Rylie. "What happened to going to the bathroom which seemed like such an emergency?"
"Yeah, I needed coffee, not the bathroom. Maybe you should get your ears checked." Replying cooly, Rylie handed a styrofoam cup to both Randy and Paul, the former of which brightened considerably at the offering.
"You're forgiven. Now hurry up." Paul growled, bad mood quite obvious. Arching a brow quizzically at Randy, Rylie simply shrugged, and attempted to chug and walk at the same time.
"Why does he have to walk so fast? I want my coffee!" She whined to Randy, pouting as a few drops spilled over the edge. "Maybe you shouldn't fill the cup up past the rim?" Rylie gasped, a shocked look taking over sculpted features. "Or you could just not listen to me."
"Naw, it's ok. My sister says the same thing to me all the time. What she fails to realize.." Caffiene having kicked in once again, Rylie went into a long winded, one sided conversation, Orton simply nodding in reply.
~oOo~
"Stop pouting Kenzie. Look, I brought you coffee." Josh edged towards the silent fem', offering held before him at arms length. MacKenzie smiled, took the cup and returned her attention to the monitor. "Life sucks, yes indeedie."
"And why do you say that?" Assured that she wouldn't rip him limb from limb, Josh took a seat beside Mac. "I don't know. I guess it's because Ry and me where split up, and I don't know anyone and I guess I'm kinda lonely. Oh well, thank the gods for coffee."