Spa Day With Driver [v Braydon Knox I]
Jun 22, 2016 19:49:59 GMT
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Post by Raven MacDemare on Jun 22, 2016 19:49:59 GMT
“Don't you just love pedis, Driver?!”
There was no denying the enthusiasm in Raven MacDemare’s voice. The 20-year old Cali girl loved being pampered and spoiled. Currently, she was at an upscale spa spending her father-in-law’s money on herself and Driver. Driver didn't seem as happy as Raven. The former EEW superstar Big Daddy, now fat and old, simply seemed to be going through the motions so he wouldn't endure Lord Blake’s wrath once they arrived back home. In order to please Raven, he forced himself to smile. “They’re grand.”
Luckily, his sarcasm went right over Raven’s head. “We have to make sure we look perfect for our debut next week for RSW. Lord is counting on us not to embarrass him. This is the beginning of the rest of his life, Driver. He is going to further the Blake legacy. I can't wait to see him step inside the ring against Prince’s late father. Isn't it so completely noble that King is even competing? I'm wearing purple next week in tribute. Even though rain isn't really purple, I want to pay homage.”
Driver closed his eyes. The small cuticle pusher the Asian lady working on his feet had used was far too close to him. All he had to do was make a grab for it and bam! One sharp stab to his eardrums and he would never have to listen to Raven speak again.
“Of course I am booked in a match as well, but I don't care so much about that. Wrestling is like so fun but I want to make sure all my focus is on watching my baby at ringside. Braydon Knox will likely beat me. He's so strong and I'm sure he hits harder than anyone on the roster. It's going to be difficult for me to even get offense in. Of course, I'm going to try. Like I said, we just simply can not embarrass Lord. My speed will have to help me. I doubt with Braydon’s size he can move all that well.”
Raven paused to tuck a loose strand of dark hair behind her ear.
“Actually, Driver, I don't even think Braydon is a wrestler. Maybe I can work that to my advantage?”
She phrased it like a question and it was one Driver wasn't about to answer. In his little servant’s heart, he hoped Braydon Knox would clothesline Raven’s head clear off her body. It would make his life a lot easier truth be told.
“I'm going to do my best. My mom told me that the biggest thrill she ever had in her life was when the fans got behind her and started cheering her name. How amazing would that be? I've actually been practicing stuff from the top rope. Braydon will never see me coming if I can surprise him from the air. He won't be able to defend that. Maybe I can do a flying elbow like Macho Man! I saw a video of that on YouTube.”
Driver couldn't help it. He reached for cuticle pusher. The lady who was working on him jumped back, startled. Raven gasped as everyone in the spa turned to look at them. Driver suddenly felt very stupid, especially when he saw the look on the face of the pedicurist.
“Uhhhh I thought I saw a hang nail.”
Raven’s mouth formed a pretty little pout of sympathy and she reached for Driver’s hand, taking it in hers. “Driver, it's okay. We will get through this together.”
She smiled, full of happiness and positivity, and everyone seemed to calm down. The patrons of the spa realized that Driver wasn't a threat to them. With a sigh of pure and utter defeat, he slumped down in his seat and prayed for someone to end his life.
Raven, however, just continued to speak. “Now,” she said, waving her finger in the air. “Mrs. DeLise has booked us in a traditional style match. Neither of us are wrestlers, but I think this will hurt Braydon more than me. I’ve had very little training, but I believe he hasn’t had any. He can’t just brawl his way around the ring, Driver. I won’t let him!”
And she knew she wouldn’t either. Raven MacDemare, beauty vlogger extraordinaire and Lord Blake’s devoted girlfriend, was going to be a wrestler as of next Thursday night. It literally had disaster written all over it.
There was no denying the enthusiasm in Raven MacDemare’s voice. The 20-year old Cali girl loved being pampered and spoiled. Currently, she was at an upscale spa spending her father-in-law’s money on herself and Driver. Driver didn't seem as happy as Raven. The former EEW superstar Big Daddy, now fat and old, simply seemed to be going through the motions so he wouldn't endure Lord Blake’s wrath once they arrived back home. In order to please Raven, he forced himself to smile. “They’re grand.”
Luckily, his sarcasm went right over Raven’s head. “We have to make sure we look perfect for our debut next week for RSW. Lord is counting on us not to embarrass him. This is the beginning of the rest of his life, Driver. He is going to further the Blake legacy. I can't wait to see him step inside the ring against Prince’s late father. Isn't it so completely noble that King is even competing? I'm wearing purple next week in tribute. Even though rain isn't really purple, I want to pay homage.”
Driver closed his eyes. The small cuticle pusher the Asian lady working on his feet had used was far too close to him. All he had to do was make a grab for it and bam! One sharp stab to his eardrums and he would never have to listen to Raven speak again.
“Of course I am booked in a match as well, but I don't care so much about that. Wrestling is like so fun but I want to make sure all my focus is on watching my baby at ringside. Braydon Knox will likely beat me. He's so strong and I'm sure he hits harder than anyone on the roster. It's going to be difficult for me to even get offense in. Of course, I'm going to try. Like I said, we just simply can not embarrass Lord. My speed will have to help me. I doubt with Braydon’s size he can move all that well.”
Raven paused to tuck a loose strand of dark hair behind her ear.
“Actually, Driver, I don't even think Braydon is a wrestler. Maybe I can work that to my advantage?”
She phrased it like a question and it was one Driver wasn't about to answer. In his little servant’s heart, he hoped Braydon Knox would clothesline Raven’s head clear off her body. It would make his life a lot easier truth be told.
“I'm going to do my best. My mom told me that the biggest thrill she ever had in her life was when the fans got behind her and started cheering her name. How amazing would that be? I've actually been practicing stuff from the top rope. Braydon will never see me coming if I can surprise him from the air. He won't be able to defend that. Maybe I can do a flying elbow like Macho Man! I saw a video of that on YouTube.”
Driver couldn't help it. He reached for cuticle pusher. The lady who was working on him jumped back, startled. Raven gasped as everyone in the spa turned to look at them. Driver suddenly felt very stupid, especially when he saw the look on the face of the pedicurist.
“Uhhhh I thought I saw a hang nail.”
Raven’s mouth formed a pretty little pout of sympathy and she reached for Driver’s hand, taking it in hers. “Driver, it's okay. We will get through this together.”
She smiled, full of happiness and positivity, and everyone seemed to calm down. The patrons of the spa realized that Driver wasn't a threat to them. With a sigh of pure and utter defeat, he slumped down in his seat and prayed for someone to end his life.
Raven, however, just continued to speak. “Now,” she said, waving her finger in the air. “Mrs. DeLise has booked us in a traditional style match. Neither of us are wrestlers, but I think this will hurt Braydon more than me. I’ve had very little training, but I believe he hasn’t had any. He can’t just brawl his way around the ring, Driver. I won’t let him!”
And she knew she wouldn’t either. Raven MacDemare, beauty vlogger extraordinaire and Lord Blake’s devoted girlfriend, was going to be a wrestler as of next Thursday night. It literally had disaster written all over it.
