[Are You Bored Yet? by Wallows ft. Clairo]

What's wrong?

You've been asking but I don't have an answer

How come?

I'm still thinking, let's pretend to fall asleep now

When we get old will we regret this

Too young to think about all that shit

And stallin' only goes so far when you've got a head start

Kenny Omega: 'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset
"Hey Kenny, what are you doing home so early?" you asked your boyfriend, averting your eyes from the big west windows as he walked through the door from Ring of Honor tapings. He just won a big match and you assumed that as usual, he would come home a little later than usual and celebrate with his friends (not that you minded). "Nah, not today, buttercup. Just wanted to come hang with my favorite person, if that's alright." "Yeah Ken, of course that's alright." you smiled at him, patting the space next to you where he sat down and put his arm around you. "What were you doing before I came home?" he hummed, leaning his head against yours. "Nothing really, I was just watching the sunset, I just find it really pretty how all the hues and colors just mesh together so gently." you said as his arm tightened around you and you felt a kiss pressed to the top of your head.

Hangman Page: But I can't help from asking, "Are you bored yet?"
You just nodded your head and smiled at Hangman as he kept on rambling about the new quarantine playlist that he has just stumbled across thanks to his non-wrestling friends. Granted, you didn't really know anything about the artists and music he was talking about and it all just sounded like a bunch of gibberish to you (he didn't have to know about that though) but it was pretty pleasant to see him just getting lost in his thoughts, his southern accent growing more and more intense the longer he talked, something that you thought was very charming about your boyfriend. "Oh crap, sorry, how long was I rambling?" he suddenly asked, out of his little song trance. "I was probably boring you since you don't listen to them, I'm sorry." he apologized silently. "Hey no, that's alright, Page, you could never bore me." you gave him a reassuring smile before urging him to talk again, something he gladly did.

But if you're feeling lonely you should tell me

Before this ends up as another memory

Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie?

Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie?

Feels like I've known you my whole life

I can see right through your lies

Matt Jackson: I don't know where I'm going
"Matt, what's all this talk about a new wrestling company that I've been hearing?" you asked your boyfriend as he was stroking your hair in bed, your legs tangled up with each other's. It was currently ten pm but neither of you was in the mood to sleep just yet. "Oh yeah, me and the guys are starting a new company that we were planning to call All Elite Wrestling." he informed you. "You and the guys includes who?" you asked him, the concept of sleep becoming non-existent as you became more interested in what Matt had to say. "Me, Nick, of course Kenny and Cody are the exclusive vice presidents. How's lead seamstress sound to you? I mean, you certainly have the skills to live up to the name, sweetie." you chuckled a little bit, "That would be pretty cool, yeah. Do you guys have it all planned out or is it just a rough drafts thing right now?" you asked him. "As of right now, just a rough draft. We don't exactly know where we're going just yet but we just wanna make wrestling cool again, y'know?"

Nick Jackson: But I'd like to be by your side
With a frustrated sigh, Nick slammed the door shut, rubbing his face in the process. The both of you haven't gotten to go to on a date in a while (or spend time with each other in general, other than texts and facetime calls), him going on a tour in Japan with The Bullet Club and you in the United Kingdom the past few months but today, you were supposed to have a picnic date in the park but you kept getting stopped and recognized by the fans, Nick especially. Of course, you both loved the fans to death and is grateful for their support but sometimes you and Nick get bothered by the lack of privacy that the fame comes with and the fact that you can't go anywhere without someone asking for an autograph. "I'm sorry about the fans, I know you don't like it when we get stopped." he sighed. "Hey, you're a big wrestler now, Nick. I get it, I want to be by your side through all of this." you told him making him smile.

If you could tell me how you're feeling

Maybe we'd get through this undefeated

Holding on for so long

'Cause we can stay at home and watch the sunset

But I can't help from asking, "Are you bored yet?"

And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me

Before this ends up as another memory

Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie? (Yeah, oh)

Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie?