Ch 6
Authors Note: Sorry for the short chapter, but the next couple ones will make up for it, I promise ;. And I apologize for not updating sooner, its just that I've haven't felt like waiting for the slow page to load. Once again, thanks for the reviews, keep them up!
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--Stacy's house--
"Shannon, go get the ball" Randy said as he threw a tennis ball for the Great Dane mix. "Oh, hold up sweetie, my phones ringing." Randy said to the dog as he picked up his phone.
"Hello?" Randy asked.
"Hey Randy. So what happened?" Dave asked.
"What do you mean, what happened?" Randy asked as he scratched Shannon's head.
"Come on Randy, you didn't think what happened would be kept a secret. I guess Masters is running his mouth saying something about how he was sleeping with Torrie." Dave said.
"Masters is running his mouth? Figures. So you want the story huh? Well I came home yesterday only to find "The Masterpiece" half naked on top of Torrie. So I broke up with her." Randy said as he picked up the tennis ball and threw it.
"Dude, I'm sorry. So, where are you at now?" Dave asked.
"Oh, I'm at Stacy's place." Randy answered as Shannon retrieved the ball and obediently brought it back to him.
"Dang Orton, you go from Torrie to Stacy in one day? I should be taking notes!" Dave joked.
"It's not like that with Stace, Batista, we are just friends." Randy insisted as he once again took the ball and threw it.
"Suuure you are." Dave chuckled. "Look, Randy, I'm sorry for what happened, and if you need a place to stay or anything just let me know and I will hook you up. I gotta get going though. I'll see you at the next show." Dave said.
"Alright, see ya." Randy said as he hung up the phone.