What the hell is wrong with him...

I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen earlier today as I looked out of the plane window while Brie rested her head on my shoulder and Seth Rollins rested his eyes with his headphones in on the other side of me.

I look around the plane and my eyes land on the lunatic that was currently on my mind. He sat between the large Samoan known as Roman Reigns and on the other side of him sat one of two of the the Samoan twins, Jey Uso. In the row in front of him sat Jimmy, along with his cousin Tamina and his wife Naomi.

Dean practically surrounded himself around the entire Samoan dynasty, having been close to the entire family for years and years on end.

I sighed and looked away from him before he spotted me and flipped me off... Again.

"What's wrong with you?" A voice said and turn to see Seth stretching.

"Nothing." I say to him, "I'm fine."

"You're a liar." He said, "Now, talk, before I have to threaten to call Johnny boy."

"Why do you think something's wrong?" I ask him with a laugh.

"Cause you never frown." He said to me, "You're always smiling."

'Apparently frowning is the only thing I can do right...' I think to myself with a sigh.

"You were close to Ambrose right?" I ask him.

"Closer than two sweaty in a packed subway." He said with a shrug and I scrunched my noes.

"You have weird analysis." I say to him with a small laugh.

"Don't judge." He said with a slight laugh, "Why question Ambrose though?"

"I think I saw him doing something he should have been." I say to him and he raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He asked me, "Is he ok? I mean we don't talk anymore, but y'know..."

"Well he was sitting on the rail back at the hotel." I explain to him, "I don't know if he was thinking about jumping."

"Oh," Seth waved his hand as though it was nothing, "That's fine. He does that all the time."

"What?" I asked him, highly confused.

"He did that all the time back in our days as a team." He said with another shrug, "Yeah I was like you when I saw it he first time, but he would always wake up every morning to go out there and just sit. Roman and I though he would jump for the longest, but we stopped worrying after we saw that he did it so often. I guess we figured that if he was gonna jump, he would have done it already. But maybe that was his plan, to get us comfortable with him doing it, then just jump. I wouldn't know anymore."

"Did you ever talk to him about it?" I asked him, "Is Dean alright? I mean he always seems upset."

"That's just Dean Ambrose." He said with a small laugh, "He naturally just hates the world and everything about it. Even when he's in a good mood, he still looks angry at everything."

"Does he ever smile?" I ask him.

"At other discomfort." He said with a laugh and I just stared at him

"Yeah..." I mumbled to myself, "That seems about right..."