The Issues Make It Fun… Sometimes.

[ 📲 ] I have a few.

[ 📲 ] Is this about this past weekend?

@hcllywoodending

{sms ; toni} hey. you got a minute?

𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆.

would you rather, but personal. drop two choices in my inbox and i’ll pick one without flinching. make it a dilemma, make it poetic, make me sweat.

[ 📲 ] LOL. I wish that were real.

[ 📲 ] I recently found out that I was being considered for Damage CTRL 🫠 Maybe they didn’t want me to join that bad

[ 📲 ] I don’t think I would’ve stood out in the group as much as I do now.

stirring the pot | @hcllywoodending

[📲 toni] yknow there's a rumor going around that i saw

[📲 toni] about how you actually begged for wwe to make you look like a fool so you could get the heck outta there fast

Toni followed Megan closely behind. They had wrestled and had brief interactions outside of the ring, but it never occurred to Toni how much taller the other woman was; she didn’t tower over her, but there was a noticeable difference in height.

Sliding into her chair, Toni briefly looked over the signs behind the bar. Their specials were listed. “I’ll probably start with a vodka soda.” It was a basic order compared to Megan’s own knowledgeable choice, but it gave her enough time to look at her options more thoroughly.

Toni folded her sunglasses and placed them on the table. The bar wasn’t empty, but it wasn’t crowded like other places would be. It was a good atmosphere in order to get to know her… hm. Was this a date? Could she consider Megan her date for tonight? No, no, this was just two coworkers meeting for drinks. Right?

Toni's cheeks flushed, but it was partially covered by the sunglasses she wore. Toni often got compliments on social media, but to get them face-to-face by a particularly beautiful woman is ... much different. She coughed slightly in an attempt to get her mind from wandering and get back to the present. "Thank you. You look..." Toni paused, placing a finger to her lips in an attempt to think of a word. "Is it too forward to say you look ravishing?" Her eyebrow quirked up just slightly above her glasses, her fake trans-atlantic accent peeking out to accentuate her words. It was less of a question and more of a statement. Before she could overthink what she was saying, she tilted her head towards the door. "Shall we head inside?"

Jon and I? That's news to me..

Okay, okay, very fair… I won’t peer pressure you — It truly is amazing the opportunities we get in this business, I mean, as much as I love AEW, nothing compares to the hustle and bustle of Wrestlemania. However, I will always be available for a little lazy hour or two.

my mania plans ?? probably a little gambling , a little fun in the sun and then work because i'm going to be absolutely busy all weekend. 😫

Do you think they have fancy beer in Vegas? Like those drinks with lollies and slices of cake on them?

I’ll buy you a drink before you steal my darling Mina away 😣

You’ve convinced me — I will Destroy her and win! ☺️

In a perfect world, I get to keep my belt 24/7 and continue to bring it to business dinners and events. Yes, I may be cocky, but I worked hard to be cocky! I’m allowed :-)