Sorry I’m Late — I Have A Skybox And A Handle If Anyone Wanted To Watch ☺️

Yes, that was the most important part of my entrance. I needed everyone to know

hold your applause — I have finally learned my way around this app. My ass is bruised, how is everyone else?

[ 📲 ] My fashion sense? You know when I’m not on camera I just wear sweats, right?

[ 📲 ] I’d be very happy to help nonetheless! I just don’t know if you necessarily need my input on anything 😅

( sms ) to Toni

( 💬 ) When do you have time to go shopping?

( 💬 ) I need your fashion sense to to help me pick out some things.

@hcllywoodending

"Ooh, bar snacks! I'll definitely do chips and dip." Toni fished into her jeans, placing her card on the table. "I'm still going to help pay, you can't stop me." She playfully poked her tongue out at the woman across from her. A finger dragged underneath the words on the menu, her eyes darting between the words and Megan. Their eyes meet, causing an embarrassed flush to spread across her face. 'First date of many.' Oh. Oh! It was a date!

"If this goes well, I'd love to see you a lot more!" Her stomach twisted and turned from nerves. "I just..." Toni looked down, trying to focus on her words. "I don't know if I'm ready to commit to anything right now?" She looked back up to assess Megan's reaction. Her eyes widened, hands slamming flat onto the table. "That could always change! I think you're a very beautiful woman, I just want to get to know you before we put a name on..." Her hand waves back and forth between them, "this."

Her head began to swim, thoughts rushing through her head. Her hands came up to rub her temples, head hanging down. "ugh, I'm sorry. I haven't been on a date in a long time... I'm not really good at the whole 'having a personal life outside of work' thing." Toni felt thick in the head, her mouth moving before her head could think about what she was saying. That's probably exactly the same way Megan had felt and Toni just made it seem like she was expecting more from just one night.

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?"

You may only come second to Mariah, unfortunately. The role can be yours if you get that tramp stamp.

Thinking about how I should get “something something cody rhodes” tattooed somewhere. how’s my forehead looking? would you guys still fuck with me if i did that? 😝

Eve Southern by Tiffany Studios, 1929

who : @themegasus when : april 9 , post-dynamite where : Live Music Bar in Baltimore

( sms ) to Bayne

( 💬 ) I found this cute little spot.

( 💬 ) [ location sharing now active ]

( 💬 ) Hope you don’t mind that I picked the place.

Guitars sang from inside the bar, the concrete beneath her feet gently bounced with every hit of the bass drum inside. Perhaps live music wasn’t the vibe the other was going for, but Toni came to the conclusion that it was much more inconspicuous and easier than a nightclub or a bar with bright lights.

It’s been a while since she had properly taken time off to go out after a show. She typically would turn in for the night in her hotel, writing down new ideas to share with Tony Khan, or sketch up gear ideas for the next show, but this was a nice change of pace. She held the arms of her sweater close to her body to keep warm as she waited. The weather wasn’t terribly cold, but it definitely wasn’t the warm weather she has come to expect from her home in Florida.

Toni’s hair was still curled and face still ‘glammed up’ from the show they had just finished not too long ago. Though, rather than the black getup she had donned just hours prior, she was dressed down in a sweater and jeans - large sunglasses propped up on her nose as if they concealed her identity. She gently rocked forward and back on her feet, looking down at the dimly lit sidewalks for a familiar face.

Sunset Boulevard (1950, dir. Billy Wilder)

Aw, well, does that mean I could challenge her for it? If yes, then I might have to give them some anonymous tips of where you are

Any of you ever play that game in the mall where you attempt to walk into a store, touch the wall and back without a worker asking if you need something?

That’s how landing in Vegas feels, except the challenge is walking out of the airport without someone askin’ for a picture.

Toni shifts in her seat, legs coming up until her knees are level with her chest to make more room. She balls up the robe, putting it in her lap and gently pulling at the feathers. "It's all to be timeless, Timeless!" The accent slips in to accentuate her words.

Her gaze shifts between the movie screen and the man sitting beside her. When she feels eyes on her, she turns away in an attempt to not make eye contact. It's not like she wouldn't like to, she's just afraid of how it would make her feel. Sitting close together is nice enough as is, especially when she feels the blanket shift beneath them when he moves in closer. Toni suddenly perks up, leaning over Joseph to look in her bag. "I have snacks." She falls back into her seat, a snack size bag of Doritos in her hand. "Oh- Sorry- My bag was- hm." The noise she makes has her shut her mouth. Sometimes she forgets it's not like that anymore, the comfortability of it all makes it feel natural even when they're not together.

"So, how's training going? I'm glad you made some time to hang out." She digs an elbow into his arm before opening the bag of chips. "I know you've been workin' hard to get back into the ring." Toni tilts the bag towards Joseph, inviting him to have a snack.

who : @rockhardjuicerobinson when : april 17 where : florida . daddio farm

Patches of grass and gravel crunched underneath Toni’s boots as she looked for a spot to set up her blankets and snacks. Most of the good spots had been taken by others who had arrived earlier than she had, so now she was completely determined to find a spot that was good enough.

She had brought ‘pigs in a blanket,’ as explained to her by Liv. Cocktail weenies wrapped in crescent dough — It was an easy recipe she had learned when she first started being invited to shows and their subsequent after parties. It made a good first impression. They were cheap and easy to make, and everyone seemed to enjoy them, so somewhere down the line they became a staple for Toni to bring to events.

The weather was cold for it being May in Florida. Sixty degrees is not ideal, but it’s times like these that Toni is grateful for being partnered with a clothing brand. She was dressed very comfortably, an animal print hoodie hung loosely from her frame, SPLX branded sweatpants to top off the cozy outfit. Her hair was still curled from Dynamite the night before - albeit pulled up haphazardly so she could put her blankets down - and her face was stripped of the dramatic red lip she had become known for.

A ‘Trader Joe’s’ branded tote bag was dropped onto the ground in front of her. She pulled out a large blanket to lay on the dirt, another to wrap around her shoulders. While making her way outside, Toni managed to throw a couple of snacks and drinks into her bag. Thus, with a ‘thump’ of her landing butt-first onto the blanket, she had firmly planted herself in a spot where she would stay for the rest of the night.

You and Thekla… seemed very close… Closer than before 😓

I do not keep up with the gossip… I think we’re breaking up… My connection is soo bad up here… Bye.