Chapter 03: Sleeping In
I'm falling into memories of you
The things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you
He heard his girlfriend sing one of his favorite songs in her soft, sweet voice while listening to her padding footsteps around the room. He remained sleeping on the bed, not bothering to get up.
He groaned once he felt the curtains of his hotel suite being opened wide while the sun beamed down brightly on his perfectly carved face. "Babe..." he complained, grabbing a pillow and covering his whole head.
He only heard her giggle. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" she greeted in her cheerful voice.
"Why so early?" he whined as he felt the blanket being lifted off of him, making him shiver a little.
"Come on, Randy!" she laughed. "We have to go pick up my dress from the tailor shop!"
"Can't we do that later?" he continued to complain, the soft pillow still on top of his head.
"I can't! I won't have time! The divas have a meeting later with Vince McMahon!"
Randy groaned once again. "I'll just pick it up for you later." He told her.
Stacy giggled. "Like you know where the shop is!"
"Sure I do!"
"Uhhh...no, you don't. I went there the other day with Trish. Not you." She pointed out.
Randy sat up, his eyes half-open as he looked at her. She was already dressed in capris and a pink tee. Seeing him like this, Stacy giggled once more. "You're really tired from last night, aren't you?" she asked.
Without blinking, he nodded his head slowly.
Stacy sighed, standing up. "With all the drinking and the singing...I'm sure you are. Anyway, go ahead and rest. I'll just head to the tailor shop myself. I'll be back in a few, alright?" she told him.
This made Randy grin. "Alright. Be careful, okay? Don't drive too fast and wear your seatbelt." He told her.
Stacy giggled, rolling her eyes. "Yeah...yeah. I know. Anyway, I have to go. I'll see you later, okay?"
Randy nodded, pulling her in for a kiss, which concluded to be longer than expected. He ended up pulling her down with him as she laid on top of him, making her giggle softly. "Randy..." she whispered. "Come on. I have to go."
Randy sighed, letting her go as he stood up and walked her towards the door. He was dressed in just a pair of checkered boxers as he yawned and scratched the back of his neck. "I'll see you later, babe." He told her, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "Love you."
Stacy smiled. "Love you, too." She answered before she walked out of the door and on to the elevator.
Randy meanwhile, went straight back to bed and again fell into a peaceful, serene sleep.