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Ravyn reaches out to grab the door handle of JJ's apartment. As she's about to turn the knob she decides that a quick warning knock wouldn't hurt. Three quick raps, a deep breath and she lets herself in. The sound of the shower running is the first thing Ravyn notices. JJ pops her head out of the kitchen when she hears the door shut.
"Hey friend," her smile is infectious.
"Need me to do anything?" Ravyn asks as she wanders into the small space.
JJ thinks for a second, "Want to chop some veggies while I finish getting the rest of this stuff together."
Ravyn smirks, "Aww I love when you let me play with the knives!"
They giggle and set about their tasks. Dolph emerges from the bathroom a few minutes later with a towel in his hands drying his hair. He nods a quick greeting to Ravyn before helping JJ get together all of the supplies for the party. Ravyn brings the tray of vegetables out to join the other trays of food. They begin making trips back and forth to the common room of the apartment complex. JJ does the setting up while Dolph and Ravyn bring trays of food, disposable tableware and endless beverages to the room. As they finish the setup JJ steps away to the bar table. She returns to where Dolph and Ravyn are setting out silverware and paper plates with three shot glasses filled to the brim.
"Ahh, good to see that some traditions never die," Ravyn rubs her hands together in anticipation. Dolph looks between them quizzically. "We always have the first drink of the night before a party. And we always go with peanut butter and jelly shots... Because we're fucking children," Ravyn laughs.
JJ hands them each a shot. "Cheers!" She says with a grin as they slam their drinks.
Dolph coughs and sputters, "What the hell is in that!?"
"Frangelico and Chambord," Ravyn smirks. "J and I used to buy the Frangelico nips because they look like little Aunt Jemima bottles."
"You two are weird," Dolph chuckles kissing JJ's head.
A knock at the door of the hall ends their pre-game session and the party begins. Many of their local coworkers show up. Tyler, Fandango, Zack Ryder, Nattie and her husband TJ, Becky and her boyfriend Luke, and a handful of others. The drinks start flowing. Party games are spread inside the hall and open up onto the patio between the building and the pool. Dolph turns on some music for background noise as people mingle about. Ravyn and Tyler call dibs on the winner of the beer pong game between team Becky and Luke and team Nattie and TJ. Becky sinks the winning shot, much to Nattie's dismay. Unfortunately Ravyn and Tyler are either not terribly good at beer pong or Becky is just a master, as they are handily defeated.
Tyler and Ravyn sway a bit after their second drinking game loss of the night. They slink into a couple of chairs at one of the less occupied tables in the room. Dango comes in from the patio wearing board shorts and a reflective pair of sunglasses even though the sun has already gone down. The buzz from their loss has them all laughing at things that aren't even funny. Ravyn snaps a picture of the three of them drinking and uploads it to Instagram.
She shoots a quick text to AJ before putting her phone back into her pocket. When she looks back up she sees that Finn Balor has arrived at the party. She notices his shoulder brace and immediately feels bad for him. He had been injured at Summer Slam, right around the same time that Ravyn did. His injury far worse than hers, even more heartbreaking that he had just won the Universal championship and had to relinquish the belt.. She makes her way over to him.
"How much longer do they have you in that thing," she asks pointing to the brace.
His thick Irish accent makes everything he says more interesting than it actually is, "Hopefully not too much longer. I'm bored out of my mind. How are you healing up?"
"Cleared for basic ring work," shy sympathizes. "No bumping, but I can hit the ropes and run drills."
"Dats good," he smiles. "When I get that clear maybe we can work out at the Performance Center together."
Ravyn grins, "That would be awesome. Hit me up when you've got the go ahead and we can do some rolling around."
They chat a bit longer. Finn flirting and Ravyn being completely oblivious to his advances. Tyler starts to stand closer to her the more she talks with Finn. Dango notices and follows suit. Eventually Finn wanders off to mingle with his friends as the night goes on. A few hours later Ravyn, Tyler and Dango are drunkenly stumbling back to her apartment. Being a good host she insists that the boys stay over and not pay for cabs home. She staggers into her room, strips down to her bra and underwear then collapses onto the king size bed. The bed is comically large in the small bedroom. She reaches over to put her phone on top of the dresser that almost touches the side of the bed and snuggles under the light covers.
"No, that's a ridiculous question. We would never let someone get away with wearing socks and flip flops," Ravyn hears Dango say. He sounds far closer than the couch in the living room where she had left him and Tyler the night before. She attempts to roll over in the large bed but is stopped by a warm body next to her. She goes from half asleep to wide awake in an instant. She peers over the body next to her to discover Dango live streaming on Facebook. "Oh hey, good morning babe," he smirks into the camera as her head appears over his shoulder.
The sheer shock of the situation leaves her speechless. Tyler pops his head up from the far side of the beds, "Could you guys keep it down. Some of us need our beauty sleep!"
Stunned to find both of them in her bed she reaches over Dango and turns off his streaming session, "What the hell are you guys doing in my bed?!"
"You said there was plenty of room last night," Tyler says defensively as he yanks some of the blanket his direction.
"When? When did I say this?" She huffs dramatically.
Dango flips over to face her, "I don't know. Like twenty minutes after we got back. We asked if you had an extra blanket and you just told us to share yours."
"Figured we should share it before Finn tries to weasel his way in," Tyler grumbles passive aggressively.
Ravyn looks over her shoulder at him, "What are you even talking about? You guys are insane this morning!"
"And hung over," Dango adds. "So if we could keep the voices down that would be fantastic."
"You don't remember Finn flirting with you last night?" Tyler questions grumpily.
"No?" She tries to remember the night before, but most everything is hazy.
"Well he was!" Tyler huffs. "And we didn't appreciate it did we Dango?"
"He totally was," Dango confirms through a yawn. "And we did not."
Ravyn looks from Tyler to Dango and back a few times. "You guys are serious? You're mad because someone flirted with me?"
"Not just someone," Tyler says defensively. "Finn Balor."
"Yeah.." Dango jumps in. "He's like.. a huge slut. Total vag slayer."
"You deserve better than that," Tyler nods. "Not some jerk that's just looking for a hookup."
For a second she wants to be mad. Really mad. Then she realizes that they really were just being good friends and trying to look out for her best interests. "Thanks. I think," she sighs. "But next time could we maybe wait until I have clothes on before we Facebook Live?"
"I think we should Facebook Live with significantly less clothes," Dango smirks. "That would be way hotter."
"You're awful," she tosses the covers off and steps off of the foot of the bed in nothing but her underwear.
"And you love it," Dango sasses her back.
She pauses in the doorway to turn back and flip him off before walking away laughing.
The following day Breezango arrives at the arena in Greensboro, NC to begin a Smackdown house show loop. After Dango's Facebook Live video the day before social media had again gone crazy for the three of them. Ravyn had received a nonstop barrage of snarky messages calling her every name in the book. Men assume she's easy and women hate her for whatever reason it is that women hate other women. While the boys get lots of praise for landing an attractive female. They usher her past the fans in the parking lot to avoid any incidents. They dump their bags into the locker rooms. Ravyn changes into workout clothes and heads down to the ring. As she stretches and warms up JJ makes her way down the ramp to join her. Her friend rolls into the ring and jumps right into the warmup routine. They hammer out a few quick drills before settling into some basic chain wrestling.
"So," JJ starts as they lock up. "Everything ok after yesterday?"
"I guess," Ravyn shrugs. "I mean the Facebook video was a little annoying, but not a huge deal."
"Do you guys usually all share the same bed?" JJ snickers.
"No," Ravyn snorts. "I don't even know how that happened."
"We'll all three of you were plastered when you left the party," JJ reasons. "Did you sleep with either of them?"
"No!" Ravyn almost jumps down her throat.
JJ chuckles, "Just checking friend."
The girls roll around a bit longer. On their way back through gorilla Mark Carrano stops them.
"Just the ladies I was hoping to see," he smiles that creepy grin of his.
"What's up Mark?" JJ asks carefully.
"I need you guys for an episode of Ride Along," he pitches hastily. "Not together obviously. JJ and Dolph. Ravyn and Breezango. Rentals and hotels will be covered as a thank you for doing the show."
"Throw in dinner and you've got a deal," JJ negotiates.
"Yeah with dinner, we could probably swing that," Ravyn nods.
Carrano shifts his eyes back and forth between them, trying to decide if they're joking, "Deal."
"Great! When do we film?" Ravyn grins.
"JJ and Dolph will film tonight. Greensboro to Knoxville," he starts. "And the Fashion Police will film tomorrow. Knoxville to Augusta." The girls shake his hand. As soon as he's out of earshot they squeal and jump around excited to be on their favorite WWE Network show.
"I guess I should probably tell Dolph," JJ heads off to find her boyfriend.
Ravyn starts to walk from gorilla when she catches AJ's eye. She smiles at him subtly but his response is an icy cold glare. She shoots him a befuddled look but he just turns and walks away angrily. She returns to the locker room and picks up her phone from her bag to text AJ.
"What's wrong?" She sends.
"I don't appreciate you sleeping with other guys."
She's baffled by his response, "What are you talking about?"
"I saw you in bed with them," he fires back a quick succession of texts. "When it's for work that's one thing." "But that wasn't work!"
"You're being ridiculous. Nothing happened and I didn't sleep with either of them."
"Whatever"
She sighs, "I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow then."