After the show you're standing at the parking lot, waiting for Zelina. Since she told you that Hunter needed to talk to her, you have just went with it and made yourself ready for whatever it is you're expecting. Your stuff is already packed in, so it's just her bags you're needing to pack.Being her friend, you always enjoy the trips with her no matter where exactly you need to go. She makes some good and some bad jokes all over, immitating some other co-workers or her favorite legends and you have to try your best not to break out laughing. Her company is a great fit for both of you and you two hope it's gonna last. You took several bumps along the way already and got over every single one and that strengthened your friendship even more. A moment later, you sigh and reach into your pocket, grabbing a pack of cigarettes. You know about the restrictions WWE employees have to face, but you're still not giving a damn about it. Smoking hasn't had an effect on you yet and you control the consumption of tobacco for yourself more than good enough. Lighting it up, you lean back against the wall and continue to wait for the dark haired woman. During that time, you also get some weird looks and disgusted expressions on people's faces as they see you smoke, but you think nothing of it. High school and the time after that has taught you that life never is fair. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion and many have tried to convince you to change. But these people failed hard and got what they deserved at the end of the day.

Y/N:" Gosh, when a woman says she'd be there in a moment, prepare to wait longer than that."

Luckily enough, nobody heard you or there would be an argument going on right now. People easily take things the wrong way anyways, so arguments are a given these days. The media is lying mostly too, whatever you read online isn't the truth either and the corruption behind all this makes the world look like it's filled with dumb sheep. You're not into politics at all, but if you could, you would kick the president's ass several times. Then you'd travel to the next country and kick the next leader and so on until they finally realize that they are wrong and not you. War to bring peace? That's not how it works at all. Ripping you out of these thoughts is Zelina who is waving her hand in your face repeatedly.

Zelina:" Earth to Y/N, can you hear me?"

Y/N:" Haha, really funny. But it's nice that you're finally here. Did Hunter take so long or what?"

Zelina:" You know how he is with business. One thing leads to an idea, then to the next point that results in a different story and in the end there's a big pile of stuff going on that nobody has any idea how to seperate."

Y/N:" So chaos has reigned supreme again. That's the creative team for ya'."

Zelina:" Yeah, it can get pretty chaotic in there. Anways, are you ready to head out?"

Y/N:" I was born ready. Let me just pack your stuff away and then we can go."

A smile forms on her lips and she walks to the car and gets in while you open the trunk and put her bags in. It's good that the car can handle a bit of weight, so longer trips are easier to handle. When you get in, Zelina has already picked out a CD she wants to hear and puts it into the car's CD player that only takes a few seconds to read the disc and the music begins. You also smile now and put on your seatbelt, rev up the car and get the heck out of the parking lot.

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Several hours later, the sun is out and you made a stop at a diner on the side of the road. It's time for breakfest and since the next bigger city is still some time away, you and Zelina decided to eat there before going anywhere else. You're looking at the menu right now while Zelina is in the bathroom, freshening up. The dry air and hot weather take a toll on everyone, no matter if it's the physical condition or just parts of the body like your own hair and skin. So when she comes out after a while, she has quickly put on some moisturizer and combed her hair as good as she could, then takes a seat across from you.

Y/N:" you look like new, Zel."

Zelina:" Do I really? I mean the hot weather can easily dry out your skin if you're not careful."

Y/N:" Bah, who cares about the weather? Give me sun, snow, rain, even a damn thunderstorm and I will drive through it."

Zelina:" Sometimes you really knock it out of the park, you know?"

Y/N:" That's who I am, but hey. You can't say we didn't have a good time."

Zelina:" True. The trips with you are something else every time. We either get stuck in the car, stop at diners like this or we go camping in the field whenever the drive through the night is too long and the car is too uncomfortable."

You give her a cocky grin and chuckle while the waiter steps closer and is ready to take your order. That doesn't take long though, since they don't serve the most inventive dishes or drinks someone can think of. You don't wanna bash them though since this is the closest food source you have near the city and hunting definitely isn't your thing. A minute later, you two are alone again and keep talking about what's to go down on Smackdown, how good the whole thing has been so far and what you each expect of the future. The more social side of Zelina impresses you every time since she can be very open minded about things, compared to you who often is really narrow minded, but that's just part of yourself. It doesn't mean that people think you're dumb or wrong, but they will tell you their own reasons why they think they're better than you.

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The food the diner serves is alright and it does what it's supposed to do, but when the waiter who took your orders was about to serve another customer, he stumbled and spilled the hot food all over you. This caused you to first yell in pain because of the heat and then in rage since that guy has ruined your good clothes for the day. You didn't wanna change, but now you need to. Luckily the cashier offered you to shower in their private bathroom, so that's where you are. Zelina is waiting by the stairs that lead up to the owner's home while employees beg for forgiveness. It's a big mistake they have made and pissing you off is really not the smartest idea. They even try giving Zelina the money back she payed for your food before, but to no avail. When you come down again in different clothes, you groan and walk past the people with Zelina close behind.

Y/N:" Fucking Hell, these people can't even do the simplest of things right. I hope they get better until the next time we get here."

Zelina:" Agreed, but giving them a hard time like you just did won't change anything. I don't wanna order you around, I just ask off you to be a little nicer to others."

Y/N:" I can try, but I'm not promising that it's gonna work."

When you get back to the car though, the next point of misfortune hits you. A big puddle of motor oil has formed underneath the car and the next repair shop is also in the city. Your blood is slowly but surely boiling, but before you do anything rash, you hear Zelina talking to someone from a breakdown service. She tells them the location you're at and that you need someone to take you to the next city which is where you really need to go. Annoyed you sit down on the hood of the car with your legs crossed and your arms resting on your knees while Zelina puts her phone away as she walks over to you.

Y/N:" talk about stoning the crow, huh?"

Zelina:" We couldn't expect something like this to happen. Maybe it's not as bad as you think."

Y/N:" Or maybe my car will blow up the enxt time and I lose everything I've put into this. Seevral hundred dollars were payed for this car, the CDs were expensive and all the memories we've made along with it are gonna be gone."

Zelina:" This car really means something to you, huh?"

Y/N:" A Firebird like that is hard to find and it took me and a few others from A to B and back several times. It was given to me by one of my uncles when he got to know I got my license. Some months later, he left the country to start over in Spain."

Zelina:" Have you heard from him again so far?"

Y/N:" A few calls here and there. Old pucker has a lot of stuff to do, even at his age."

You smile slightly and feel a bit better remembering him. Your uncle is called U/N and he has always been good to you, just like the rest of your friends, family and relatives. Zelina also sees the smile and sits down next to you and so you two are waiting for the breakdown service.

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A little shorter today, since I feel tired. But I didn't wanna leave you guys without a chapter. I hope you still like it and enjoy the story for as long as it will go.

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