Today they were in Boise, Idaho and Elis'Angela laughed to herself as she was suddenly hungry for potatoes with sour cream and cheese. After she checked into her hotel room, she followed her normal routine of driving to the arena so she could start working. She had just passed Triple H's office when she heard someone calling her name.
"Angela! Angela!" Upon turning around, she saw Hunter leaning outside the door to his office.
"What's up, boss!" She was close enough to notice he was grinning at her weird but funny endearment. Hunter was another one of her dear friends that didn't judge her based on appearance, except when it came to her height. But he always joked about that, always encouraging her to forget about her shortcomings.
"Angela! I need to talk to you for a minute." He opened the door for her to walk through before he followed suit. She sat down across from him in a brown leather chair that was very soft. He was seated in a similar chair, only it was designed to fit someone of his height and stature. Hunter cleared his throat before he began to speak.
"This won't take very long. As you know, Mark and I are friends that go way back, so please don't be offended when I tell you that he has spoken to me about you being bullied backstage. Now before I start jumping down people's throats, I would like for you to tell me who the ideal people are." Elis'Angela held her head down in shame. The last thing that she needed was for anyone to think that she was weak.
"Cameron, Cody, Titus…" The list went on as long as she could remember names. By the time she was done, Hunter practically had steam coming out of his ears. "So basically, just about the whole roster is involved. Normally, I would jump right into giving suspensions, but that would be half the roster. So until I figure out something, I'm going to have you be Taker's assistant."
Upon hearing his name, said man stepped into the office.
"I heard my name. What trouble am I in this time?" He sat down in the chair across from his friend. He opened his mouth to speak but a wisp of amber tickled his nose. There was only one woman in the WWE that had that scent, and he didn't need to look to know who it was.
"Did you tell her?"
"Yes. So far she seems to be taking it well." Both men looked at her reaction. Her eyes were slightly widened and her mouth was agape. For a full 2 minutes her face was stuck just like that, until Mark made a smart remark.
"Close your mouth sweetheart, flies might get in."