I know it's been a while but some things never change I own only Sydney McMahon,Eric, Dave, Tony, and as
much as I want Shane to be my little pet. He's not and neither are the other characters, no that's all the wwe.
Sounds of excitement echoed out of the office the place was practically rocking with joy.
The lights, colors, the infinite flow of booze, but in a broken corner in the building in a small empty office there was a completely different scene.
Tony Peeked in looking at a withdrawn Sydney sitting in a wooden chair with her legs crossed atop a blank desk.
She was holding a photo of her dilapidated family Her two boys and Her two girls.
Tony broke the silence that was within the room.
" I could have sworn this party was for you." she looked up with an emotionless face
" It seems like they are holding down the party animal fort just fine. Besides I'd rather work." Tony smiled
" I don't think so your going to get your sweet ass out here and work that body."
He grabbed her hand and nearly yanked her arm out of the socket pulling her out.
When she entered the room everyone congratulated her on the 7th bust she had made in only 5 weeks.
Then immediately went back to partying.
Sydney knew that in order to survive twenty minutes in that god forsaken place she had to knock back a few shots of hard liquor to survive. Or better yet a cigarette.
She was more tempted to sneak out her 15th story office than walk straight through the front door and have to be phony and crack weak smiles. But she made it through not before Tony turned up the Abba and made her Karaoke to "Dancing Queen."
She was outside free nothing confining her, though the air was frigid. She didn't care.
Then she saw a figure standing. Saying nothing. She grabbed her gun holster and made her way over.
"Hello. Are you okay?" The figure said nothing. Syd. Moved up until she was inches away.
" I said are you okay. Do you need medical assistance?" When she got closer she saw that the figure was hooded. It didn't move not even a flinch. She moved the hood down and the figure fell. Sydney started to hyperventilate as the tears fell down Then fell to the figures side. It was Dave. The out of no where she felt a thrash to her head. She was out.
much as I want Shane to be my little pet. He's not and neither are the other characters, no that's all the wwe.
Sounds of excitement echoed out of the office the place was practically rocking with joy.
The lights, colors, the infinite flow of booze, but in a broken corner in the building in a small empty office there was a completely different scene.
Tony Peeked in looking at a withdrawn Sydney sitting in a wooden chair with her legs crossed atop a blank desk.
She was holding a photo of her dilapidated family Her two boys and Her two girls.
Tony broke the silence that was within the room.
" I could have sworn this party was for you." she looked up with an emotionless face
" It seems like they are holding down the party animal fort just fine. Besides I'd rather work." Tony smiled
" I don't think so your going to get your sweet ass out here and work that body."
He grabbed her hand and nearly yanked her arm out of the socket pulling her out.
When she entered the room everyone congratulated her on the 7th bust she had made in only 5 weeks.
Then immediately went back to partying.
Sydney knew that in order to survive twenty minutes in that god forsaken place she had to knock back a few shots of hard liquor to survive. Or better yet a cigarette.
She was more tempted to sneak out her 15th story office than walk straight through the front door and have to be phony and crack weak smiles. But she made it through not before Tony turned up the Abba and made her Karaoke to "Dancing Queen."
She was outside free nothing confining her, though the air was frigid. She didn't care.
Then she saw a figure standing. Saying nothing. She grabbed her gun holster and made her way over.
"Hello. Are you okay?" The figure said nothing. Syd. Moved up until she was inches away.
" I said are you okay. Do you need medical assistance?" When she got closer she saw that the figure was hooded. It didn't move not even a flinch. She moved the hood down and the figure fell. Sydney started to hyperventilate as the tears fell down Then fell to the figures side. It was Dave. The out of no where she felt a thrash to her head. She was out.