4.

Suffering from insomnia was annoying, it didn't really matter what the people said, it just was. And the people who thought that insomnia was a good way of being more productive could honestly go fuck themselves, she had lived with that crap for most of her life and, unless people considered lazying around and reading comic books being productive, the only thing her insomnia left her with was the feeling of being tired all the time and terrible black circles under her eyes, just because she couldn't just deal with being sickly pale, she also had to look like a drug dealer, that was just her life apparently, she rolled on her side, picking up the phone from the bedside table just to check what time it was, 4am, of course, she didn't have a meeting with her employer at 9 in the morning, at all, that's why her mind decided that not falling asleep seemed like a good idea. She sighed shaking her head, using the flashlight of her phone to find her comic book, obviously her bag was filled with those, she couldn't help it, she had always been kind of a nerd and she rolled with it, even if people thought that a girl with a brain was just too much to handle for them and she wasn't the most popular of the class, luckily, the blonde bimbos never were her thing, actually she would've gladly punched them in the face most of time, thinking that the most important thing in the world was banging the Captain of the football team and getting drunk at parties, what a way of wasting their life away. She got up from her bed, tiptoeing out of her room to avoid waking her brother, she knew John wasn't much of a deep sleeper and she really didn't want to annoy him even if they didn't always get along, they were brothers after all, you couldn't expect much else.
The hotel the WWE had chosen was pretty good, actually better than most places she had been to in her life, and definitely a good place to explore in the middle of the night, even thought that wasn't really her point she mostly wanted a can of coke and to read her comic book alone before heading back and try to sleep again even if she knew that was pointless, she wasn't going to manage that, which was kind of annoying since she just wanted to freaking sleep, that didn't sound like a difficult thing to do, seemed like something every basic human managed to do, beside her apparently. She ordered her coke before sitting down at a nearby table, her Deadpool open in front of her as she absent-mindedly sipped her beverage, Deadpool was probably her favourite comic book to read, along with Batman, mostly because gratuitous violence and a psychotic protagonist made it extremely funny to read.
"So, straight edge, comic books and insomnia... You're sure you're John's sister and not mine right?"

CM Punk pov.

Not being able to sleep was nothing new to the Straight edge superstar, and he wasn't really that surprised, he lived on coffee for most of his life anyway, plus he didn't really mind the beaten up look his not being able to sleep gave him, he was used to that by now and the dark circles under his eyes didn't matter that much to him, or his fans anymore. Being sleepless could be kind of boring though, so it wasn't strange to find him walking around the hotels hallways with a can of Pepsi in a hand and his phone in the other as he looked through Social Network or played games, what he really didn't expect was to see John's sister sitting at a table still dressed up as she had been the day before. The girl was reading the last Deadpool issue with a Coke in her hands, her head tilted slightly to the side. That was strange, it was unusual for him to find someone to talk to at that hour of the night and chatting with her didn't seem like a complete waste of time.
"So, straight edge, comic books and insomnia... You're sure you're John's sister and not mine right?" He said as he sat down in front of her with a smirk on his lips, the look between annoyed and amused she gave him almost made him laugh
"I am pretty sure of that Punk, although, three coincidences usually make a clue." She answered him closing the comic book
"That is true." He said, shrugging slightly "Why are you around this late?"
"Couldn't sleep, didn't want to wake my brother, decided that just coming here would've been easier." She said, running a hand through her hair.
"Seems like the right choice, I used to do the same when I shared the room with other guys." He hated having to just take a walk because he was the only one who didn't collapse after a show and having his own room now was really a blessing, especially because now he could just watch some show on Netflix whenever he was bored.
"Yeah, well, big names of the company get bonuses. It works like that everywhere, not only in WWE." She said, tilting her head to the side "Just a matter of time before I have my own room too, I'm not good at laying low waiting for a chance." She said, and Phil knew she was serious, she had won the women's featherweight championship in UFC just because she had taunted her opponent until she had gotten her match, he could respect that, it wasn't that different from what he would've done, really.
"I know that, I did some research on you, couldn't just let a copy of your brother walking around, it would've been a nightmare." He was joking, obviously, he did respect John even if he wasn't particularly keen on showing it, but nonetheless the Divas division needed someone who could actually kick ass to go back to being interesting.
"Oh, so you googled me? Not cool Punk, not cool at all. Plus, googling someone always makes you seem like kind of a stalker if you ask me." She grinned, finishing her coke before picking up her comic book and getting up from the chair "Now, if you excuse me, I have a boring night to go back to." She continued, throwing the empty bottle into the nearest trash can.
"Well, I have a room, netflix and junk food and I am willing to share." She arched an eyebrow at him, crossing her arms over her chest like she was evaluating her options, the offer probably sounded in the wrong way, oh well, too late to take it back now.
"Yeah, seems like a good idea, better than spending my time staring at the ceiling." She nodded slightly with a small smile on her lips "What are you watching?"
"Just rewatching The Walking Dead actually, why are you scared of zombies?"
She shook her head with a laugh "I need to catch up with the last season though, I really didn't have much time to keep myself up to date."
Well then, maybe he and Cena's sister had more in common than he thought, not that he expected her to be scared of zombies, but a fan of the show, that was news, good news, maybe he had found someone with his same fixations in WWE after all.

Author's Notes
Hey everyone, I'm the author, before anyone tells me so, yeah, I know there are mistakes in my story, I'm really sorry but I am Italian so writing in English isn't as easy as I'd like it to be.
Good, now that we adressed that issue, it would be really amazing if you told me what you think of the story, even if you think it's rubbish, I promise I don't bite and I can take some negative critics, it's my first story completely in English after all, and I've stopped watching WWE a year ago or so.
Peace, love, empathy,
Caterina