Chapter 4—Liz and Randy Time
[the next day]
Randy groaned when he woke up. Liz had really put him to work the day before. He and she went to the mall; Liz originally said she only needed bras and panties, but she bought so much more. Randy ended up carrying it all. He didn't mind though; he saw it as an opportunity to spend some one on one time with his number one girl.
He checked the time and saw that it was a few minutes after 7am. He yawned and stretched as he rolled out of bed. Randy took a quick shower and put on a pair of basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt. He assumed Liz was still sleeping and he was right. He heard her snoring as he passed her closed bedroom door. Randy just couldn't figure out how someone so petit could snore so loudly. He shrugged it off and went to the kitchen.
Since he and Liz had also gone to the grocery store the day before, there were more ingredients to work with for breakfast. Randy decided to make a breakfast casserole with crescent roll dough, sage sausage, cream cheese, and shredded cheese. He browned the sausage and mixed it with the cream cheese. He then lined a casserole dish with crescent roll dough. He poured the cream cheese sausage mixture onto the layer of dough and sprinkled shredded cheese on top. When the filling was covered with the shredded cheese, Randy topped it off with another layer of crescent roll dough. He put the casserole in the oven at 375 degrees Fahrenheit for 15 minutes.
When the casserole was in the oven, Randy cleaned up the mess he made in the kitchen. He then set the kitchen bar with a plate each for him and Liz. There was still more than 10 minutes left on the oven so Randy decided to watch TV in the living room while he waited. As he walked to the living room, he crossed paths with Punk; he had just come from upstairs.
Randy balled his fists and Punk yelled for Liz.
"Lizzy!" Punk yelled.
"Randy! Chill. Nothing happened. He came over and we watched a movie. That's it. Nothing else." Liz explained.
Randy glared at Punk but looked back at Liz; he sighed. "Would you like to stay for breakfast, Punk?" he asked in a monotone, robotic voice as if he was being forced to do so.
Punk was confused; he turned to Liz. "Is he serious? I can't tell." He said.
Liz shrugged. "I don't know. Randy, are you really okay with Phil staying for breakfast?" she asked.
Randy took a deep, shaky breath. "Yes." He answered in almost a growl.
Liz smiled at Randy's progress. "Then, it's settled. You will stay for breakfast, won't you, Phil?" she asked.
Punk smiled and nodded. "Sure. What's did you cook for us, Randal?" he asked.
Randy looked to Liz as if he was asking permission to do bodily harm to Punk. She shook her head. He chuckled and sighed. "It's just something I put together." He answered politely.
Punk scoffed. "Oh great. We're all going to die." He said sarcastically.
"Phil. I think it will be easier for Randy to spare you if you would stop being so snarky." Liz advised.
Punk shook his head. "Nah, that won't help. He'll always be that way." He said.
Randy nodded. "It's true. We can never be friends because he calls me Randal," he said.
Liz smiled at the camaraderie; any situation between Punk and Randy that didn't involve threats was fantastic progress.
Randy went to the kitchen and set out another plate setting for Punk.
"So, what movie did you two watch last night?" Randy asked.
"Empire State. That movie about the bank security guard who's friend steals like millions of dollars. It's a true story and the police never even found the money." Punk said.
Randy nodded. Liz watched the two quietly with hopes of them being cordial. So far, all was well.
"Do you have any plans today, Lizzy?" Punk asked.
She shook her head. "No—" Randy interrupted her.
"Actually, I had a whole day planned for me and Liz." Randy said.
Liz smiled. "Really?" she asked.
Randy nodded. "Yeah. Like you said last night, we need some Randy and Liz time," he said.
Punk muttered something to himself; Liz chose to ignore it, but Randy didn't.
"You say something, Punk?" Randy asked with emphasis on Punk.
Punk shook his head. "Nope. Not a word, Randal. When's the food going to be ready?" he asked. Just then the oven's timer went off.
Randy left the bar to retrieve the casserole; he carried the hot dish to the bar and put it in the middle so that everyone could reach it.
Liz made the first cut. "Wow, Randy. This looks and smells delicious!" she said.
Randy smiled. "Thanks, Liz. I hope it tastes just as good."
Punk frowned. "There's meat in that?" he asked with a sour expression.
Randy nodded. "Yeah. It's sausage. Why?" he asked.
"I'm a vegetarian, Randal. You know that," Phil said.
Liz sighed. She knew Randy well enough to know what he comeback was going to be.
"Yeah, but I didn't know you were sleeping over and staying for breakfast." He said. It was exactly what Liz thought he was going to say. She shook her head.
Punk stood to leave. "Thanks for having me over last night, Lizzy. Whenever you're in Chicago, you can call and I'll clear my schedule if I'm not on the road." He said.
Liz nodded. "And if you're ever back in Mississippi, call me and we'll definitely hang out." She said.
Punk smiled. "You'll be at Raw tomorrow, though, right?" he asked.
She looked towards Randy and he nodded. She smiled. "Yep. I'll be there," she said.
"Awesome. I'll see then." He said as he hugged Liz and purposely messed up her hair.
"See you later, Phil," she said as Punk walked away.
Once Punk was gone, Liz turned her attention to Randy. She smiled brightly at him.
"Nope. Don't want to hear it," Randy said knowing exactly what Liz was thinking. She said it anyway.
"See? It is possible for you to be nice to him! You did a good thing, Randy. I'm so proud of you!" she said as she beamed with pride.
Randy smiled. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's just eat," he said.
Liz nodded and took the first bite of her casserole. "Oh my god, Randy. This is amazing!" she said with her mouth full.
"I'm glad you like it. It's kind of me saying that I'm sorry for being a dick lately," he said.
She nodded. "In that case, I hear you loud and clear," she said. "So, what's the plan for today?" she asked.
"I can't tell you. It's a surprise," Randy said.
Liz frowned. "I don't like surprises, Randy." She said sternly.
He nodded. "I know, but you'll love this one. I promise. If you don't, I will never say another mean thing to Punk" he said.
Liz's eyes widened. "Wow. You're pretty confident in this surprise if you're willing to give up your mean streak on Phil." She said.
Randy nodded. "You'll love it. I swear." He said.
She nodded. "Okay. I believe you. Do I need to wear anything specific?' she asked.
He shook his head. "Nope. You can wear anything you want. You don't even need to bring anything. I mean, you can bring your cell phone and charger if you want, but you won't really need anything else except an empty suitcase which I already got for you," Randy said.
Liz nodded. She was a bit skeptical at what Randy had planned for them; she wasn't used to getting surprises so she hoped Randy wasn't planning some sort of prank.
When they finished breakfast, Randy took care of the dirty dishes and packed the leftover casserole into a storage container. Randy looked around the kitchen once it was cleaned just to be sure he didn't miss anything.
"Alright! Ready?" he asked Liz.
She shrugged. "I guess so." She said.
Randy smiled and lead Liz out the front door where a SUV was waiting for them. The driver stepped out and opened the door for Liz and Randy; Randy tipped him before getting in behind Liz.
"What is all this, Randy?" she asked.
"It's a surprise, Liz. Just sit back and relax." He said.
After an hour, Liz was getting more and more confused as to where Randy was taking her. "Where are we going Randy?" she asked.
"What part of surprise don't you understand? We'll be there soon." He said.
Liz shook her head. "You said that 35 minutes ago," she said.
Randy chuckled. "And I'll keep saying it until we get there," he said.
She groaned and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Another hour passed. "Seriously, Randy! What the hell is going on?" Liz asked.
He laughed. "Just trust me, Liz. I would never put you in harm's way on purpose," he said.
Liz glared at him for a while before she got sleepy. She decided to just lie down and wait it out.
Another hour passed and Randy woke Liz up from her nap. "We're here." Randy said.
She wiped her eyes and yawned. "We're here?" she asked.
Randy nodded. "Yep. We just pulled up. You want to go inside?" he asked.
Liz nodded and followed Randy out of the SUV. She expected to step onto asphalt or concrete; instead, it was sand.
"Randy? Where are we?" she asked as she looked around. She could tell that she was in front of a hotel, but she knew nothing else other than that.
He smiled. "We're in Biloxi for Raw tomorrow. We're going to spend all day on the beach," he said pointing towards the ocean.
Liz gasped. "Really?" she asked excitedly. "Wait. I don't have a swimsuit. Or sun block. Or tanning lotion. Or anything." She said sadly.
Randy smirked. "That's part of the surprise. I'm taking you out to pick out all of that stuff. Swimsuit, sunglasses, hats, and whatever else it is you women need for the beach." He said.
Liz grinned. "Oh my god, Randy! Thank you so much!" she squealed.
"No problem, Liz. Let's go find out where all the shops are before we get started," Randy suggested.
She nodded and followed Randy into the hotel.
Later that day, Randy and Liz got a map of all the malls and outlets in the area and they stopped by every single one of them in the SUV. Liz wasn't too picky about what she wanted. If she saw something she liked, she grabbed it knowing that price wasn't an issue with Randy.
After a few hours of shopping, Liz decided that she didn't need anything else.
Randy nodded and looked around. "Is there anything you want to before we head back to the hotel?" he asked.
Liz shrugged. "I think I got everything. Thank you so much for all of this," Randy smiled and nodded. They left the shop and slid into the SUV. Randy told the driver to go back to the hotel and the driver nodded.
When they got back to the hotel, Randy and Liz changed into the new swimwear Randy bought for them. Liz emerged from the bathroom in a turquoise cut out lace up one piece swimsuit. The sides were cut out but the back laced up like a shoe. She went to Randy to help her tie it up. He helped her with no complaints.
Liz then smoothed tanning lotion on her body and waited for Randy to be ready. When he was, they walked to the beach together. Liz laid out her towel and got comfortable on the towel before putting on her sunglasses.
Randy jumped into the ocean the first chance he got. Liz noticed the slew of women staring at him. She shook her head. If only they knew… she thought to herself. Had anyone somehow told me that he was borderline psychotic, I would have kept to myself more.
While Randy was in the water, a group of guys approached Liz. Randy kept an eye out for her, but he didn't charge at the guys like he usually would have.
"Well, hey, there, little lady," one of the young men said with a sultry southern drawl.
Liz sighed. "Not interested, fellas." Liz said with her eyes closed behind the sunglasses.
"Oh, come on, darlin'. Don't you need help putting on some tanning lotion or something?" one of the guys asked.
"Nope." Liz answered simply.
"Well, do you have a boyfriend?" another guy in the group asked.
Again, Liz gave a simple answer. "Nope."
The guys smiled, but Liz didn't see it. "Cool. Why don't you hang out with us tonight?" one of them asked.
Liz scoffed and pulled off her sunglasses; it was then that she saw Randy creeping up behind the group of guys. "Haven't I already told you that I'm not interested?" she asked.
"You're just playing hard to get, darlin'. You don't mean that; I know you want us," the supposed leader said.
She saw that Randy had gotten close enough to the guys to handle the situation for her, so she put her sunglasses back on and closed her eyes yet again.
The group of perverts turned around when Randy cleared his throat. "I could have sworn she said she's not interested." Randy said.
The guys laughed. "And who are you? Her dad?" one of them joked. The rest of the group laughed.
Randy laughed with them until he punched the so-called leader in the gut. He immediately fell to the ground. "She's not interested fellas. I suggest you walk away and never come anywhere near her," Randy said.
When the pack of young men were gone, Randy turned his attention to Liz.
"You okay?' Randy asked.
Liz nodded. "I'm fine." She said.
Randy smiled and nodded.
"Although," Liz started. "I am a bit hungry," she said.
Randy chuckled and sat next to her. "What would you like to eat, ma'am?" he asked.
Liz shrugged. "I don't know. How about we just go back to the hotel and order room service. We could probably watch a movie or something, too," Liz said.
Randy nodded. "That sounds like a lot of fun. I'm in!" he said. Liz smiled and stood from the towel. She shook the sand from it and folded it neatly. She put her sheer wrap around her waist and handed Randy the beach bag she got while shopping earlier. They made great conversation on the way back to the hotel. They were both enjoying what was becoming of Randy and Liz time.
Back at the hotel, Liz took a shower first to wash off all the sand. When she came out of the bathroom, her hair was in a wet bun and she wore pajama short and a tank top. Randy took his shower immediately after. While he was in the bathroom, Liz looked over the room service menu and ordered food for the both of them. Her friendship with Randy was so strong that she was able to pick out food for him and vice versa. Randy came out of the bathroom before room service showed up. Randy was only wearing a pair of basketball shorts.
"What movie are you thinking about watching?" Randy asked.
Liz shrugged. "I don't know. It's up to you," she said as she handed Randy the hotel TV remote control.
Randy browsed all the channels; he came across is own movie and grinned. "Perfect. I heard the leading actor is damn good looking," he said.
Liz scoffed. "You definitely heard it because you obviously didn't see it. He ain't all that hot." She joked.
"Whatever, Lizard. You're just jealous you can't have abs like these," he said as he flexed his abdominal muscles.
Liz chuckled at Randy's provoked arrogance.
Soon enough, the food from room service arrived. Randy let the hotel employee inside the room and let him set up the food onto a table. Randy tipped the employee before he could leave.
When the hotel employee left, Liz and Randy watched Randy's movie as they ate. Randy was way more into the movie than Liz was. Liz knew it was because she didn't really look at Randy like other women her age. Randy was just the best friend; she could never see him as anything more than a goofy older brother. She was just glad to have her Liz and Randy time.
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