All In is impressive. Ricardo sits up late into the night, rewatching some of his favorite parts from the show, and sighs, feeling a rekindling of his love for the business. Sometimes it fades, sometimes he thinks he hates it, but then he sees something pure and good, and it reminds him why he stays, why he'd un-retired himself late last year. He closes his eyes and sighs softly, smiling a little. He likes wrestling, he enjoys training people. All in all, things are ok right now. He still has regrets and unrealized dreams, but for the most part, things could be a lot worse.
Besides without wrestling, he'd have never met Alicia, or Alberto, or Miz, or all of the other friends he'd met along the way. He sighs, scratching his arm. Things may have been less dramatic and painful, but also more boring and lonely. He scritches Harley behind the ear and chuckles as she whines at him, tilting his head at her. "I know. I miss Alicia too, but she'll be home in a few days. No worries, pupper."
He glances at the calendar hanging on the wall and blinks hard. The wedding is now only a couple weeks away. "Damn," he sighs. Outside of a couple suit fittings, he'd done very little for the wedding itself because Maryse and Alicia both were obsessed with the smallest details and convinced he and Heath that they had it all handled. He's curious about what the wedding will end up looking like- eclectic and bright, or traditional and fancy. Considering the two brides, it could go either way... or be an interesting mix of both. He taps his lip and hums, almost tempted to go thumbing through the file of paperwork she and Maryse have been pouring over for the last few weeks, but eventually decides to give it up, aware that Alicia is probably wanting it to be a surprise for him. "Well," he says out loud, "at least I know my suit is rather ordinary so I don't have to worry about that."
Harley yips at him and he chuckles, stroking down her nose before getting up to get ready for bed. "C'mon, girl," he says, whistling softly as he heads for his and Alicia's bedroom, the dog's nails tapping against the floor as she follows him eagerly. It's quiet and dark but he smiles, comfortable and relaxed as the dog hops up on the bed next to him, wiggling around until settling down as well. Ricardo chuckles into his pillow and pets her before his eyes drop closed and he falls asleep, Harley making his insomnia just a little easier to manage sometimes.
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Alicia looks gorgeous on Raw, is the main gist Ricardo gets from the show. She and Mickie are support for Alexa during her match, and although Ronda gets ahold of her, he thinks she's ok afterwards, flanked by both women as she grips her arm. Hopes she is anyway- an arm brace really will not being doing her many favors this close to the wedding. Though considering their line of professional, he's sure everyone would understand why she might not look completely healthy.
He bites his lip until his phone rings. "Hola," he greets her, lips twitching up into a soft smile.
"Hey, Ricardo," she says quietly. She sounds tired but not necessarily in any significant amount of pain.
"How are you feeling? Is your arm ok?"
"It's ok, I'm icing it just in case but the trainer doesn't think anything significant is wrong with it." She pauses. "I promise you, I won't have a broken arm for our wedding. I just... need something, especially with Evolution right around the corner, and Alexa and Mickie are just as good as anything else for that to be possible, you know?"
"Yeah," he says. "Trust me, I understand. And I'm glad you have something to do." He hesitates. "Besides, if anyone can make a cast work for any situation, it'd be you."
She laughs, a soft kind of giggle that warms him up from the inside out, and he beams. "I love you, Ricardo. Only you could make an arm injury weeks before I say I do to you sound like a minor thing."
He picks at a fraying string on his jean hem and shrugs. "Whether you're 100% or 20%, it doesn't matter," he says softly. "I'd happily make you my wife any day of the week."
She sounds choked up when she speaks again a few moments later. "I feel the same," she says. "Any time, any place, it'd be my greatest honor to make you my husband."
He smiles. "I can't wait to see you," he shares. "The house is quiet and depressing without you. Even Harley feels it."
"Soon," she promises. "I'll be leaving fo the airport first thing." They both fall quiet, realizing the hour, and Alicia sighs. "I have to go get some sleep before I do that, though. Give Harley a kiss for me, I love you both."
"We love you too," Ricardo tells her softly, impatient to spend time with her come tomorrow. "Have a good flight. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yes, you will," Alicia says, her voice hinting to many promises as soon as possible. "Good night," she says, phone line crinkling as she blows kisses at him.
He sighs and closes his eyes. "Good night," he murmurs, returning to his curious thoughts about what their wedding will bring, all of the ripples of happines that'll come from it.