Ricardo closes his eyes as he watches the UK tournament. He had enjoyed training at the Knight's wrestling company, even with all of the drama surrounding it. His is a wandering soul, he likes traveling and seeing new things, experiencing new cultures. His chin is resting in his palm when Alicia joins him, looking almost hesitant as she settles in on the couch next to him. Neither of them say anything for awhile until ads start and he turns to smile at her.
"Hi," she says softly, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Hi." He doesn't move at first but finally smooths her hair back and exhales. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine," she says, her eyelashes tickling his neck as she blinks. "How are you?"
He shrugs listlessly and she frowns up at him. "Just thinking. I kinda miss traveling," he admits. She follows his gaze to the TV and he exhales. "I miss England. And India. And Australia... and I want to see so many other places."
"Do you think you'll be going anywhere soon?" she asks quietly, toying with his shirt nervously.
"I'm not sure," he sighs. "I haven't gotten any training offers, but maybe. Someday."
She nods. The show comes back and they resume watching it until Alicia bursts out, "If you see anything weird on Raw Monday, just know that it's me not being done with Cedric. And not romantically, I just..." She sighs. "I don't like how he talked to me last week. Nor do I like how Noam talks to me. So I have to teach these boys a lesson, you know?"
He grimaces, glancing over at her. Finally, all he can say is, "Just be careful, por favor, Alicia."
She nods. Kisses his cheek lightly. "I will be careful. I promise. Don't worry. I can take care of myself."
"I know you can," he sighs, forcing his gaze back onto the TV although now his thoughts are far, far away for the last bit of the tournament.
The rest of the weekend until she flies out goes by quietly, Ricardo almost relieved when he gets more time to himself to think things out, maybe see where Raw and 205 Live takes them. It's as Alicia says- she actually helps Cedric win his match, then gets ignored by him afterwards, which leaves her screaming at interviewers again before storming off. The next night, she's talking up Noam Dar just to turn around and slap him and Ricardo rubs at his eyes, exhaling roughly.
Half of the time, he's not sure what's going on. Why she's so sweet at home, but when she's on the road, she seems completely opposite. He's standing in the bathroom, checking out the length of his hair, when he looks himself in the eye. "Well, Ricardo, what are you going to do?"
He has no idea, and this terrifies him.