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It's worse than she expected. The pictures are everywhere. Reddit, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, the wrestling dirt sheets and even some main stream celebrity gossip pages. The pictures being out doesn't bother her nearly as much as some of the comments left on them. She was prepared to be called a slut. But seeing men vividly describe what they would do to her is an absolute shock. The vulgar musings make her sick to her stomach. She skims through a few more before tossing her phone onto the bed in disgust. She spends the rest of the day hiding out in her hotel room avoiding any sort of social interaction.
Early the next morning she wakes to catch her flight to Phoenix. Somehow she manages to miss the paparazzi combing the Vegas strip hotel and airport. But the first thing she sees when stepping into baggage claim in Arizona is a flock of cameras. She tries to think of any reason that they might be swarming the airport, but can't come up with any big events in town. Her stomach drops when she realizes that they're there for her. She pulls her hood up to cover her hair and hides behind her dark sunglasses. She keeps far away from the bag collecting conveyer belt until she sees her own bag pop out from the rubber curtain. As if by some small miracle she manages to swoop in and grab her luggage before being noticed. Quickly, with ninja like stealth, she hustles her way to the car rental window.
The agent is efficient and she's in her rental car just a few minutes later. Glancing at her watch, she doesn't even bother going to the hotel, knowing she has to meet with Carrano in an hour. She chooses to just go to the arena instead. As she steps out of the car into the underground parking garage she hears someone say her name. She turns to find a guy with a gamers just snapping pictures of her. She groans and hastily grabs her bag from the trunk.
"Hey, can you answer some questions?" He more demands than asks. He moves in closer to her impeding her walk towards the entrance of the building. As she's about to politely decline an interview he just begins asking anyways. "How long have you been dating Tyler Breeze?"
She's caught off guard, "We're no.. What?!"
"So, he's just a casual hookup?" He moves with her as she walks, keeping himself between her and the building. Taking pictures the whole time. "Are you hooking up with any other superstars? Or just Breezango?" She's taken aback by his onslaught of personal questions. As they get closer to the building he starts slowing down in front of her, making it very difficult for her to get inside. "Is your relationship with Tyler Breeze how you got to the main roster?"
Rage fills Ravyn's eyes as she shoves the guy out of her way with her bad shoulder. "Oh, fuck off!" She spits.
She dives into the elevator to take her up to the lobby of the arena. Still fuming when the elevator arrives in the lobby she's relieved to only see a security guard and not a huge crowd. She can hear the ring crew hard at work setting up for that nights show in the arena. She checks in and goes to drop her bag off in the locker room. One of the benefits of being so early is being the only one there. Carefully, she places her things along a wall and sits down on a wooden bench. She lays back and sighs, awaiting her meeting with Carrano and Vince.
A few minutes later Tyler and Dango drag their feet through the doorway. They exchange nervous greetings then sit in silence as they await their meeting. They walk down the hallway together, hoping that they won't actually be in trouble. The room is empty when they arrive so they take a seat in the cold blue steel chairs across from the temporary desk. They exchange anxious looks until Carrano appears in the doorway.
"Did you beat up a photographer?" He almost yells in disbelief.
The two guys look at each other and blurt out, "No!" at the same time.
Sheepishly Ravyn answers, "I may have pushed a guy who was harassing me... And also happened to be taking pictures."
Carrano face palms, "The video is already at almost one hundred thousand views." Ravyn grimaces. "You're not making it easy to make this go away."
"Sorry," she barely squeaks.
"Vince will be here in a few minutes," he tells the three of them. "Just sit tight and we'll see what we can do about this." Carrano walks back into the hallway.
"I feel like we're in the principal's office," Dango muses.
"Well if anyone is getting expelled or suspended," Ravyn's pauses. "It'll be me. I think you guys are safe."
Vince steps into the room and the three go silent. He shakes all three of their hands and sits down behind Carrano's desk. "So it seems we have ourselves a bit of a situation, doesn't it?" He chuckles. They nod silently. "Well, as far as I'm concerned any publicity is good publicity. Let's take the opportunity and run with the momentum. Turn the sexy stuff up to a 10. I want you guys traveling together. They three of you should be seen together everywhere. Do everything together. Gym, travel, fly, eat, stay together if you have to. If we can turn this into an on air angle I think the bad press could turn into ratings. Besides were starting to pull away from the PG era." Vince pauses to look at each of them, his gaze landing on Ravyn. "As long as you're ok with it of course."
Ravyn nods, "No problem."
"And I'll take care of the photographer," Vince offers. "Just please don't assault anyone else. Just smile and use it to improve the show."
The five of them exchange a few ideas before ending the meeting. Breezango and Ravyn go back to the locker room to prepare for the evenings show. The crowd is on fire all night and the show goes off without any real issues. Breezango turns up the heat on their segments by teasing as much kissing and touching as they think that they can get away with. Best of all the crowd seems to buy it.