[TALLY]

 
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Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.
Date: 5/9/2020
Time: 8:30 PM.
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Tallyn looks in the mirror in her hotel room and fixes one of the curls that had found itself out of place before she leans into the mirror and touches up her mascara. She had managed to convince Donovan into going to the drug house with her, even though she knew that Asher didn’t like her showing up with him. The one time she’d tried, she lost the nerve and took him somewhere else. She checks her outfit out: a simple pair of faux black leather leggings and a white lacey bralette like crop top. It would work to get the attention she wanted. She easily pulls her black stiletto pumps on before grabbing her clutch purse and walks out of her room.

She had this next part of the trip down; she knew exactly where Donovan’s hotel room was and didn’t seem to mind wandering through the hotel to get there. And before she knew it, she was knocking on his door. She only hoped he was ready to go. She knocks again and smiles when the door is opened and Donovan is standing there.

TALLYN: “Hi...do you want to go somewhere with me?”

She looks at him and offers him a polite smile. Returning the smile back at her, Donovan stood there looking at Tallyn like she was a five course meal. Wearing a pair of ripped skinny jeans, Donovan presses his shoulder against the door. His bare top half exposed to the few that may potentially pass down the hallway, For a moment, a smirk befalls Donovan’s face. Reaching out his left hand, he grabs out for Tallyn’s shoulder, rubbing it for a moment.

DONOVAN: “Well, that depends, where are you trying to show me off this time?”

Her eyes move up to his and she offers a faux innocent smile as she looks at him.

TALLYN: "Does it matter? Shouldn't you want to go with me no matter where the destination is?"

She holds a mischievous glint in her eyes as she looks at him. While her face and demeanor oozed confidence, she was actually slightly nervous as she had no inclination about what his feelings on drugs were. Would he be disgusted with her? Judgemental? Be done with her? She wasn't sure.

TALLYN: "I mean...have I ever lead you somewhere you didn't want to be?"

A smile came across Donovan’s face. He looked down at Tallyn, she seemed so innocent. After a moment, he looked her up and down, then he quickly shrugged his shoulders. Taking a step back, he threw on his white v-neck shirt. Pulling it down over his torso.

DONOVAN: “I mean you’ve led me to some interesting places, including your hotel room. I guess you could say you haven’t led me anywhere I wouldn’t have some fun. I just want to be absolutely sure that it’s some place that we can still have fun.”

She felt the nervousness increase just slightly as he mentions fun. Was her sort of fun different than his? She wasn't sure but she was going to find out.

TALLYN: "Trust me, you'll have more fun with me than you will with Bennyboy."

She winks at him as she waits patiently for him to be ready to leave his hotel room. She gives him a happy smile before leading him to the elevator and then presses the down button.

TALLYN: "You'll love it...I promise."

They step into the elevator and she presses the lobby button before looking at him.  She smiles as they wait patiently for the elevator to arrive at the lobby. Once the doors open, Tally grabs his hand and tugs him out of the elevator and with her free hand, she calls for an Uber on her phone.

TALLYN: "Just don't judge me, okay?"

Donovan nudges Tallyn gently with his shoulder. Looking down at the beautiful woman that held his hand, he couldn’t help but to continue to smile a bit.

DONOVAN: “Why would I judge you? I grew up within earshot of the Kardashians. Trust me, I don’t really have room to judge anyone. Definitely not someone as sexy as you.”

Her cheeks flush a light pink color as he calls her sexy and she just gives him a wink as they walk out of the lobby of the hotel to await their Uber. She tries to stand still and not fidget with her hands or fingers as they wait.

TALLYN: "You might be surprised…”

She looks at him and gives him a smile before their driver pulls up to the hotel. She checks the code and all that before they get in the back seat. She tells him the address of the drug house where Asher took up residence and then leans back.

TALLYN: "I wanna see how surprised you get…"

Donovan sits back in the seat, and then turns his attention to Tallyn. He cocked his head slightly to the side before he placed his right hand onto her leg.

DONOVAN: “Tally, seriously, why would you think I’d be surprised? I mean with this whole pandemic, I doubt it’s anything grandiose. Sweets, I don’t know what could possibly surprise me. However, if this is you going try on some lingerie, color me intrigued.”

She looks at him and gives him a half smile. If only it was that simple. She was trying not to second guess her choice in taking him to this place with her. Because if he didn’t like what she was about to do, she might just screw everything up for her that was going good with him.

TALLYN: “Which color would you like me to color you? I’m partial to purple.”

She winks at him before scooting over and leaning into him just a little bit as the Uber driver doesn’t even bother making small talk with them.

TALLYN: “Although, you’d be very cute painted a lime green color.”

She winks at him before leaning up and kissing his cheek before sitting back up straight in her spot. The drive didn’t take them that long and before either of them knew it, they were pulling up in front of what appeared to be a run down house. She hands the Uber driver the fare in cash plus a generous tip before she gets out of the car. She stares at the house before looking over at Donovan and gives him a smile before sliding her hand into his and lacing her fingers with his before tugging him toward the house.

TALLYN: “C’mon...don’t be scared. We won’t be here too long…”

Or at least she hoped. Standing outside of the home, Donovan couldn’t help the quizzical expression on his face. After surveying his surroundings for a moment, he turns to Tallyn.

DONOVAN: “Well, this place looks homey. What are we doing here?”

The slightly panicked look passes her face as she looks at him. It was clear that he didn’t understand that this was a drug house. And why should he? It wasn’t like normal parents went to these and she’d only known about them because her mother had been the one to frequent them in Florida.

TALLYN: “Um . . . if you don’t want to come inside, it’s fine. It will only take me a few minutes or so…”

She didn’t want to pressure him into going inside if he didn’t want to. She understood that this was not exactly something she should be doing anyways. But she couldn’t shake it off at the moment. Almost instantaneously, Donovan understood where he was. In all his years, this was the first time he’d actually been in this type of situation. Looking at Tallyn intently, he holds onto her right hand.

DONOVAN: “I’m not going to just let you go in there alone. I didn’t put two and two together, but shouldn’t you have people that get this type of stuff for you? Isn’t it kind of dangerous to do it yourself? I never have.”

She blushes a little before looking up at him, her eyes looking into his.

TALLYN: “I….go here a lot. And no, it’s not too scary. I’m used to places like these.”

Her eyes move back to the house as she looks over it before looking over at Donovan. She then looks down at her right hand and smiles before looking at him again.

TALLYN: “It’s not that big of a deal.”

Looking down at Tallyn for a moment, he can only shake his head.

DONOVAN: “It’s totally a big deal, drug dealers can be dangerous. That’s why I learned when I was seventeen, get daddy’s driver to get it for me. You’re never in danger, and you can always get another driver if things go south.”

Letting out a soft laugh to lighten the mood of the conversation, Donovan unclasps Tallyn’s hand.

DONOVAN: “Come on, I’m not going to let you go in alone. Plus, I guess I should let you pop my drug den cherry.”

She chuckles a little bit to herself and shakes her head at him. He was being very chill about the whole ordeal and that seemed to help her calm her nerves a tad.

TALLYN: "I've never been scared of a drug dealer before. . .and plus, this guy is my friend."

She gives him a smile before grabbing his hand and tugging him toward the front door of the house.

TALLYN: "And not all of us had Daddy's driver to do our evil bidding sir."

Donovan let out a soft laugh as they made their way to the front door. Shrugging his shoulders, he made sure to make eye-contact with Tallyn.

DONOVAN: “You didn’t need to have a driver per se, all you needed was that cool aunt or cousin. Look, I have to make fun of you for this just a little bit. You should have just told me you wanted to go score some… what are we here for anyway?”

She shrugs her shoulders as they make it to the front door. She looks at him before winking.

TALLYN: "Well, usually I take whatever Asher offers me. Mainly LSD, ecstasy, acid...stuff like that. I've been too scared to try cocaine or heroin."

She admits out loud to him before she opens the door and walks inside. She smiles at some of the people that were inside as she looks for Asher, keeping Donovan close behind her.

TALLYN: "Don't act scared; they can smell your fear."

It doesn't take her long before she finds Asher. He smiles before seeing Donovan behind her. His smile falls a little before he nods at Donovan.

ASHER: "So I take it you have money this time?"

She nods her head as she reaches into her bralette top and hands him a wad of cash. The look of irritation is on his face but he sighs and hands her a few different baggies.

ASHER: "Next time, I would like the usual form of payment."

She rolls her eyes but her cheeks flush pink. Asher's attention turns to Donovan.

ASHER: "You want anything?"

Tally frowns before looking at Donovan and then at Asher.

TALLYN: "I'm going to share with him,  Ash."

Donovan crossed his arms over his chest, a stoic expression adorned his face. He obviously was not a fan of the situation that he was currently in, but there was nothing he could do about it.

DONOVAN: “Thanks for the offer bro, I’m good. I’m sure whatever she has, much like everything she does, is more than satisfying.”

Asher holds a smirk on his face as he just shrugs his shoulders before looking down at Tally's tiny stature. His eyes move over her body and she rolls her eyes.

ASHER: "You don't need to tell me something that I already know."

She didn't want to stick around for the proverbial passing match. She flashes Asher a smile and grabs Donovan’s hand.

TALLYN: "Thanks, Ash. I'll catch you later."

She doesn't give him the chance to respond before pulling Donovan out of the house. She wasn't scared of small spaces but she felt as if the house was suddenly too small.

TALLYN: "Should we go back to the hotel? Or go hit up a grocery store for refreshments?"

The expression on Donovan’s face could tell a story on it’s own. He looked down at Tallyn for a moment, but quickly averted his eyes to the sky.

DONOVAN: “Whatever you want, up to you completely.”

He then looked down at the ground as the two continued to walk away from the home. She bites her bottom lip as they walk away from the drug house. She grabs his hand, stopping him.

TALLYN: "Are you upset?"

She looks up into his eyes.

TALLYN: "Be honest with me…"

Donovan looked at Tallyn for a moment, and sighed. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took time to think about the situation. Opening his eyes, he looked at Tallyn intently.

DONOVAN: “I’m upset that you apparently  fuck someone for drugs. That’s something that you shouldn’t have to do, I have no right to be upset about you sleeping with someone else, but you shouldn’t have to do that for drugs.”

She bites her bottom lip as she looks up at him before looking down at her feet for a moment.

TALLYN: "I don't have to…"

She admits softly before peeking at him.

TALLYN: "Sometimes, it is easier than giving money. And I have not done that for a really long time. I swear!"

Donovan grabs onto her hand and holds it tightly. He then takes his free hand and caresses her cheek. A smile comes over Donovan’s face before letting out a soft chuckle.

DONOVAN: “Just promise me that it won’t happen again. I know we aren’t anything serious, but I don’t want you giving that smug asshole anymore power over you than he already has.”

She gives him a look as he caresses her cheek.

TALLYN: "He isn't an asshole. He just apparently felt threatened with you there."

She wrinkles her nose at him.

TALLYN: "But I will try."

Donovan grabs onto his phone, looking down at it for a moment, he lets out a soft laugh.

DONOVAN: “Good, I like being threatening. Now, did you decide on what you want to do next?”

She shrugs her shoulders as she shoves the drugs into her top and between her chest.

TALLYN: "Let's go raid the nearest gas station. Get all the junk food and all that."

She winks at him before tugging him in the direction of the nearest Seven Eleven. As the two begin their walk towards the gas station, Donovan laughs to himself for a moment.

DONOVAN: “Can I admit something to you? I mean, without being judged for what I say, because it’s pretty fucking stupid.”

She gives him a look and looks around as they seemed to be one of the few people that were actually out and about in Las Vegas.

TALLYN: “Sure...I mean, I did just drag you to a drug house...I think you can say whatever you’d like and I would have absolutely NO room to judge you.”

Donovan let out another soft laugh. He stopped in his tracks, and turned to face Tallyn directly. Taking a deep breath, he looked her straight in her beautiful eyes.

DONOVAN: “I have no idea how I managed to make it so many years without doing it, but I’ve never had a slurpee. I know it’s like a junk food drink staple, but I’ve never had one. I guess since I’ve never been to a drug house, I should also have my first slurpee today.”

She wrinkles her nose at him before giggling a little bit.

TALLYN: “Well, we can deem this the night of firsts then! Let’s go get you your first slurpee!”

She tugs him in the direction of the gas station, eager to get there so he can experience a seven eleven slurpee. As the two continue to walk, Donovan looks up at the sky.

DONOVAN: “I have a question, and I don’t want you to get upset with it.”

She freezes a little bit, that uneasy feeling starting to slip into her stomach. She glances at him before smiling warmly at him.

TALLYN: “Ask away…”

Looking down at the pavement, he continues to walk. He doesn’t look up at her, but he begins to speak anyway.

DONOVAN: “Why do you do drugs, like what’s your rationale?”

She walked alongside him until she heard the question slip from his lips and then she stops, frozen in place. She hadn’t ever thought about explaining to other people why. She didn’t want to go into the whole sister dying ordeal.

TALLYN: “Why not? I mean, what do I have to lose?”

It was a weak attempt to get him to not try to focus on the real reason. Donovan takes Tallyn by the hands, and looks down at her. Though he was not sure, he could tell that her non-answer was just that.

DONOVAN: “Look, I know there’s more to it than that, but I’m not going to make you talk about something you don’t want to. I was just really curious. We all have our own vices doll.”

She smiles at him, a bit grateful that he wasn’t making her get into it. It would only send her into a downward spiral and she was trying hard not to think about it.

TALLYN: “Thank you.”

She says quietly as she looks up at him and wrinkles her nose at him.

TALLYN: “I appreciate it.”

As the two arrive at the Seven-Eleven, Donovan looks down at Tallyn with a smile.

DONOVAN: “Don’t mention it, I just want you to be okay. I… um… kind of like you Tallyn. I just want you to be okay. Whether it be in life or professionally, I want you to be good.”

She blushes a little bit at his small confession and she winks at him. She leans up and kisses his cheek before pulling the door open to go inside.

TALLYN: “I’ll be fine.”

She winks at him as they walk into the convenience store.

TALLYN: “And for the record? I like you too.”

As the two walk into the convenience store, Donovan grins from ear to ear. Surveying the store, he walks over to his favorite, M&Ms. Grabbing four bags of different varieties, he walks back over towards Tallyn.

DONOVAN: “Don’t judge me, but if I don’t have a bag of M&Ms a day, I’m like a completely different person.”

She giggles as she looks at the four bags of candy coated chocolates and shakes her head. She holds her hands up as she finds nothing wrong with it. She walks over to the candy aisle and grabs a bag of the Trolli sour gummy worms, sour sweettart gummies, and a thing of strawberry licorice.

TALLYN: “I get it. We each have our own devices.”

She winks at him before walking over to the chip aisle and grabs a bag of cool ranch Doritos, a bag of Funyuns, Ruffles Cheddar and Sour Cream chips, and a few other varieties before looking at him.

TALLYN: “We said we were going to load up on junk…”

Grabbing a bag of Barbecue flavored Lays, he looks at the sheer amount of calories that she was carrying. With a smile on his face.

DONOVAN: “Jesus girl, you’re going to make my ass fat eating with you.”

She rolls her eyes.

TALLYN: "Oh calm down. Your ass is going to be fine."

She didn't seem worried about the calories at all as she moves to the refrigerators and grabs several flavors of soda. Cherry Dr. Pepper, Cherry Coke, Cherry Pepsi, Code Red mountain dew, regular mountain dew, and whatever else she could fit in her hands.

TALLYN: "The drugs help."

Letting out a soft laugh, he walks over to Tallyn and takes some of the items out of her hands.

DONOVAN: “I don’t really know if I’m going to partake, I gotta make sure I’m still in good physical standing, or Bentley is going to kill me.“

She rolls her eyes.

TALLYN: "Bentley is a fun hater. He needs to loosen up."

She winks at him as they walk to the slurpee machines. She looks at him and smiles.

TALLYN: "Or get laid."

As Donovan places the items in his hands down on the counter, he chuckles at Tallyn’s remarks. As he grabs a cup, he begins to fill it with the slurpee, before looking over at her with a smile.

DONOVAN: “I don’t think he needs to do anymore of that. He just needs to lighten up, he’s always so damn serious. “

She giggles a little as she fills her slurpee cup with blue raspberry and cherry flavored stuff. She smiles at him as she grabs a lid and puts it on before grabbing a straw.

TALLYN: "I'll find him a girlfriend. What's his type?"

Looking down at the cup he just filled, he placed the lid onto it. After placing the straw into it, he looks up at Tallyn with a smile.

DONOVAN: “Look, as long as she’s fit and is biologically a woman, she’d work. Bentley isn’t particularly picky.”

Tally raises an eyebrow as they move toward the counter to pay for all the junk food.

TALLYN: "I think he said something about blonde and boobs once. But I am not sure; I tune him out a lot."

She winks at him.

TALLYN: "Or just didn't care.."

Placing his stuff onto the counter, he lightly nudges Tallyn out of the way. He then presents a hundred dollar bill to the cashier, and turns to her with a smile.

DONOVAN: “To be honest, I don’t really listen to anything that he says. I mean I love him to death, but he’s kind of a bummer sometimes.”

She frowns momentarily as he pushes her out of the way so that he can pay for their junk food binges.

TALLYN: "He needs a girlfriend. Or something better than his hand."

She smiles at the cashier as they bag up all of the drinks and junk food. Tally uses her phone to hail for an uber.

TALLYN: "I'll do some searching for him. Out of the kindness of my super heart."

Grabbing onto the bag, Donovan takes hold to it. He smiles at Tallyn for a moment, before he begins to back away from the counter.

DONOVAN: “Well, that’s definitely sweet of you. It’s been a really long time since he’s dated. It would probably be good to have a consistent female presence in his life.”

Tallyn just smiles at the cashier before they walk out of the convenience store to wait for the Uber to pick them up.

TALLYN: “And so he can get a life.”

She smiles at Donovan and then smiles when the car pulls up. She makes sure that it is the car that is actually supposed to pick them up before they slide into the backseat and rattle off the address of the hotel.

TALLYN: “You know, he’s been radio silent lately…”

As Donovan enters the car, he thinks about what Bentley has been up to .

DONOVAN: “He’s not really one for speaking to begin with. We had breakfast this morning, he wasn’t getting on to much today. He misses his other best friend dearly, it sucks not having open gyms.”

Tallyn just smiles at him before leaning back in the car and then looking out the window as the car begins to drive them back to the hotel. She didn’t know what else to say.

TALLYN: “He’s a mood killer. Let’s not talk about him.”

She glances up at the Uber driver who pays them no attention as per usual. She didn’t think about much else as she pulls something up on her phone. She skims over it with her eyes before shrugging her shoulders and putting the phone away. The only things she wanted to focus on for the night were the drugs and Donovan and his body.</text align=right> </p align=”Right”>

Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.
Date: 5/12/2020
Time: 1:30 PM.
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The strip was bare but that didn’t seem to bother Tally as she ran down the side that was home to the casinos of New York New York, Aria, Bellagio, and Caesars. She had started off running down the strip toward Circus Circus but got to the Cosmopolitan and decided that she needed to take a break and walk for a while due to the heat. She knew that even though she was less than thrilled to be facing the resident nutcase, she still had to stay in shape so that she didn’t look winded in the ring. But she still felt though as if nobody actually gave a shit whether she showed up or not.

It was hard not to feel so down about her career. It was nothing that she thought that it was going to be and she hadn’t been successful at all and she was almost always successful at everything she tried her hand at. But this? This proved to be a struggle.

TALLYN: “Shit! Sorry”

She hadn’t been watching where she had been going and had run into this blonde haired woman. The blonde just smiles at Tally and shakes it off.

BLONDE: “It’s okay….you look a little...off?”

Tally looks at the blonde and offers her a smile. She’d been lost in her own world and had been focused on all the things that she needed to check off her list for the week. She needed to spend at least an hour or so at the gym each morning and probably more if she was being honest with herself.

TALLYN: “Oh.  Right, really focused.”

The blonde just smiles at Tally but Tally just looks at her and offers her a smile as well. They were in front of the Bellagio fountains, which were abnormally still due to the pandemic.

BLONDE: “It’s alright. I’m fine.”

The blonde looks Tally over before noticing the GO gym logo on the brunette’s crop top. The logo seemed familiar to her and she thinks for a moment, trying to remember where she remembered it before it clicks in her head.

BLONDE: “You’re a SCW Bombshell, aren’t you?”

Tally frowns before giving the blonde a side look as if she wasn’t sure if she wanted to admit to being that to some girl that she just ran into.

TALLYN: “...Maybe…”

The blonde chuckles before tucking her hair behind her ear and then holding her hand out before retracting it, remembering the social distancing rules.

BLONDE: “I’m Calia. I used to work for them before I decided that wrestling was not my thing and more of my ex boyfriend’s thing.”

Tally smiles as she moves to lean against the railing of the fountains as she looks at Calia.

TALLYN: “I’m Tallyn, but you can call me Tally. I’m new to the whole scene and I’m struggling to find my place, really. And starting to second guess my own choice on being in the industry.”

She didn’t really understand why she was telling a complete stranger this when she wouldn’t even really tell Donovan about her problems. Was it easier to talk to a stranger? Maybe. Or maybe it was that she felt some sort of kinship with Calia. Calia had admitted to giving up on the wrestling dream.

CALIA:“It’s a little intimidating; a lot of people there are close knit and it’s hard to be a new person in an already established company. Or that’s how I felt. I felt like an outside looking in but was just supposed to accept that. I peaced right out of there because I realized it wasn’t my dream to become a wrestler but it had been my ex boyfriend’s dream. He had an idea of him and I being a power couple and all that. I just wasn’t into it. It didn’t help that he was manipulative and liked to guilt trip me. All the time.”

Calia hadn’t seemed to mind opening up to Tally and Tally took notice of that. She offers Calia a smile before she hops up onto the railing to sit.

TALLYN: “Right? Sometimes I get that feeling that I’m just supposed to show up, do my match, and go back to my hotel room and not bother the real stars of the show.”

She kind of felt a little more at ease when she realizes that somebody else was also feeling the same way that she was about the whole, ‘being apart of SCW’ and being an outsider. She didn’t feel like she was going anywhere and that she was just being used as a guinea pig or as a jobber so that people could get easy wins. And a part of her wanted to walk.

CALIA:“But...you should stick it out. Show them that a newbie can take the company by storm. I almost wish that I would have stuck it out but it’s hard when you realize it was never your dream.”

Tally smiles as she looks at Calia, a friendship of sorts starting to form. She needed a good friend that was a girl and could see her and Calia getting on well.

TALLYN: “I’m trying to stick it out. Some days it is harder than others and they just placed me in a match against Christina Rose. Or at least, that’s the name that I think she’s going with. She changes it more often than I change clothes.”

Calia chuckles before looking around the strip. It was pretty much bare and they had the space they were in to themselves.

CALIA:“Yeah, I am pretty sure that she was doing that when I was there too. It’s her thing. But I think she’s trying to change or when I log into my Twitter, I get the gist of that from her tweets.”

Tally shrugs her shoulders as she looks at Calia. She didn’t know; she didn’t pay much attention to her Twitter account unless she was antagonizing Bentley or flirting with Donovan. Nobody really paid attention to her other than Donovan anyways, so what was the point?

TALLYN: “I would assume so. I mean, she’s always looking for attention and sticking her nose in other people’s business, like she’s important.”

It wasn’t said in disgust or whatever but just how she saw it. Calia shrugs her shoulders and looks at the brunette, who was content to sit on the pillar thing outside of the Bellagio.

CALIA:“I mean, she is a former SCW Bombshell Champion, she has to have some credibility there. Or she wouldn’t have been the person on top of the Bombshell division, right?”

Tally shrugs her shoulders but could definitely see where Calia was coming from.

TALLYN: “I guess so. But I see more tweets from other Bombshells who don’t seem to take her as much of a threat. Or find her annoying. Or at least, that’s how I see it. They often try to discredit her title reigns as well.”

Tally tried not to be on Twitter very much because sometimes it was like following the rabbit down the rabbit hole. You almost never knew where you were going to end up.

CALIA:“Yeah, but you can’t really discredit her. While she might be a little mentally unstable, she is good in the ring. Her history in SCW will tell you that.”

Tally nods her head. She definitely couldn’t think of Christina as another easy competitor because she wasn’t one. While Christina might not have been a good person or a mentally sane one, she was good in the ring. She knew how to work a match.

TALLYN: “You’re right there. And I think she’s good in the ring but it’s her mouth that gets her in trouble. Or her thumbs when she’s sending a tweet out. Either way, a lot of the things that she says makes her ring work look like it doesn’t matter. And it sucks because it shouldn’t be that way but yet, it is. It’s 2020, it’s how the world works now.”

Tally slides down off of the pillar and smiles at Calia.

TALLYN: “Walk with me and we can continue to talk about how we should be best friends now.”

Calia chuckles but doesn’t seem to disagree with her as they head in the direction of Caesars Palace. Tallyn wished that the casinos were open and that the strip was open so that she could enjoy the city like she was supposed to. But she supposed, going for runs and walks would be sufficient for the time being.

CALIA:“Alright, I don’t have to work right now so, I have a lot of free time. Tell me a little more about what’s going on in SCW…”

TALLYN: “Ben Jordan is the Heavyweight Champion now. Andrea Hernandez is the Bombshell Champion. And they don’t have a women’s or men’s tag team division but a mixed tag division. It seems to be working alright if you can find a partner that you can stand long enough to tag with.”

Tallyn didn’t think she could tag with anybody else after Blast From the Past. It wasn’t that she didn’t have a good partner, because she did. But she was just getting used to singles competition even though she has yet to find her own path in the division and has yet to get herself her a win. She was hoping that she could upset Christina Rose on Sunday but she wasn’t holding her breath.

CALIA:“That’s a change.”

Tally nods her head as they walk and head toward the walkway to cross the street from Bellagio to Caesars.

TALLYN: “Yep. Kris Ryans has returned, Mikah’s made herself Mark Ward’s unofficial official personal assistant. There’s a lot of other drama going on. Apparently Bombshells and Superstars are jumping beds since they’re locked up in the hotel. This pandemic has changed everybody’s way of life. Obviously have to find better ways to entertain one’s self while in Quarantine. But I suspect things are about to change since the country is slowly starting to open up again.”

Tally didn’t know how she was supposed to feel about that, either. She could see both points and she didn’t want to live in fear of the virus but she didn’t want to add to the deaths either if it could really be preventable.

CALIA:“This has been a crazy couple of months, I’ll agree with you there.”

Tally nods her head as they walk together.

TALLYN: “I would have never imagined that I would live in a time where the world has basically been shut down. It’s crazy. And to see the Strip this bare? It’s insane.”

Calia nods her head, agreeing with the younger girl.

CALIA:“Yeah, it’s insane. I don’t miss the people that were always on the strip in the costumes. That is actually a nice change of pace to not get pestered for a picture to give them money.”

Tally laughs before nodding her head as she knew exactly what Calia had been talking about. The people that dressed in the Marvel costumes or the Disney costumes that wandered the strips hoping for money were sometimes frustrating but they didn’t bother Tally too much.

TALLYN: “It is nicer but they also have to make money too.”

Calia just shrugs her shoulders as they keep moving, barely passing many people as they walk the strip. It was an eerie feeling doing so as it was pretty much bare compared to the packed feeling that it usually was. Tally was ready for a feeling of normalcy.

TALLYN: “But I will be ready for a sense of normalcy.  The hotel is starting to grow boring and I need my mind to be enriched. There’s only x amount of ways for one to film their promo before it grows boring and repetitive. Some normalcy might be nice.”

She didn’t want to talk about how her sister was dead and how she was still ignoring her other sister and trying to ignore her brother. Her life was a hot mess at best.</text align=right> </p align=”Right”>

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Date: 5/15/2020
Time: 8:30 PM.
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The scene opens up to what appears to look like a cafeteria set in a high school with lunch tables and chairs set about. The camera zooms in a little as Tallyn moves on screen dressed in a hot pink mini dress with skinny straps and pale pink stiletto heels on her feet. She smirks at the camera before sitting on top of one of the tables with her feet on the chair. She carefully and maybe a little seductively crosses one leg over the other.

TALLYN: “Raise your hand if you’ve ever been personally victimized by Christina Rose?”

She knew there was nobody around her because of social distancing and there wasn’t a way to make her idea work with it so, she pretended that there was people around her.

TALLYN: “Did you ever wonder why Christina’s hair color changes so frequently?”

Her eyes look at the camera, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

TALLYN: “Because she can’t keep up with which personality she’s supposed to be keeping up with on any given day.”

It was a running joke by now that Christina Rose is unstable. And it wasn’t news to Tally that she was able to switch personalities on the drop of a dime.

TALLYN: “Christina, stop trying to make crazy happen. It’s just not going to happen.”

She smirks before shaking her head and leaning forward just slightly.

TALLYN: “Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, let’s get down to busines…”

She hesitates for a moment.

TALLYN: “And no, not to defeat the huns. Unless you’re one of them? No, okay then. But let’s talk about how this match is billed on the card, Chrissy. Can I call you Chrissy? Great, thanks.”

She winks at the camera as she grabs her phone that had been placed inconspicuously on the table behind her. She thumbs through a few things before bringing up the card.

TALLYN: “It says that you were unsuccessful in your bid to reclaim the Bombshell Championship from Andrea...blah, blah blah….You’re a record setter, yada yada yada ya…”

She skims over some of the things before frowning.

TALLYN: “I mean, it’s nice that they’re trying to make me sound better than I am. Let’s be real, I have only won one match here. I pretty much suck but it’s fine, it’s cool. It’s whatever. Nobody really gives a shit about me. Everybody knows that this match was booked to boost your ego a little more, Chrissy. To give you that sense of security that you don’t have anymore and they offered me to you as an easy win for you to keep you complacent in your career. Basically so that you don’t walk out and throw a hissy fit. Or change personalities again.”

She shrugs her shoulders.

TALLYN: “I get it, I’m just a pawn in their game to keep you sane. But it shouldn’t be their job to keep you sane, should it? Shouldn’t it be your job to make sure that you take your crazy pills?”

She knew that that was probably a slap in the face to the people who actually had to take medicine for mental health problems.

TALLYN: “I’m sure that you believe that you have this match in the bag and if I was sitting in your seat, I’d probably be feeling the same way. I’m not Mikah; I don’t have your number when it comes to competing in the six sided ring. Oh and trust me, she has your number, Christina. Even after she had a baby.”

She smirks again.

TALLYN: “But you’re not facing Mikah on Sunday, Chrissy. You’re facing me. And while I’d like to say that that is a privilege to you, my track record states otherwise. It’s nothing special and I’m just somebody that they thought you’d run over to boost your ego up just a little bit. But how does beating me boost your ego? I’m a nobody, a nothing on the horizon of SCW. I’ve done nothing impressive in my career but lose matches to interchangeable women, which also says a lot about me.”

She laughs before shaking her head.

TALLYN: “I probably shouldn’t be talking about myself that way, should I? I mean, shouldn’t I be talking myself up and stating how I’m going to beat you because I’m so much better than you?”

She just sits there in silence for about a minute.

TALLYN: “But my personal win loss record states other wise compared to yours. Basically, this match should be a walk in the park for you. It should be an easy win. You should be walking into the ring on Sunday with that ugly fucking confident smirk on your face, thinking you have the win in the bag. Because to you? I’m absolutely fucking nothing. I’m a disgrace and not impressive at all on paper.”

She shrugs her shoulders.

TALLYN: “But you know what I am, Christina?”

She looks into the camera again, looking straight into the lens as if she was looking at Christina Rose.

TALLYN: “Sane. Not crazy. Intelligent. While you’re debating on who you want to be, I already know who I am. I know my name and where I came from and I definitely don’t need to create a new identity to be okay with my life. I’m Tallyn Arielle Paxton and that’s fine by me. And I get that we all have our own demons, but you’ve played this game a little too long.”

She sets her phone down and looks at the camera again.

TALLYN: “Do you know how many people think you’re a joke?”

Again, she pauses for dramatic effect.

TALLYN: “The limit does not exist.”

Another smirk tugs on her lips.

TALLYN: “Yes, you’re a four time Bombshell Champion and a Hall of Famer. And yes, you deserve respect for that because you have set the pace for what a Bombshell should aspire to be. But you’re also kind of flaky. And not the good kind of flaky. You’re not frosted flakes.”

She giggles a bit.

TALLYN: “But this match? It’s more than you changing your name or hair color because go ahead and look like a smurf or a minion, I really don’t give a fuck. You can call yourself Stitch for all I fucking care. You want me to care about a match that was booked for you to win? Sorry but my give a damn’s a little busted.”

She shakes her head.

TALLYN: “I’m apparently the Bombshell they want to use to book against the decrepit old Bombshells that need a little ego boost for an easy win. Last time? I lost to Sam fucking Marlowe. And sure, I should be honored to have been booked against her. But fuck that bullshit. Why do I get to be the one to face the old, decrepit, uninteresting Bombshells? Just because you all fucking suck now and have no relevacy anywhere else in the company does not mean that I should be the one thrown under the fucking proverbial bus.”

She moves and carefully stands up on the table.

TALLYN: “I deserve better than Sam fucking Marlow and you, Christina. I deserve to be given a real shot at something worthwhile rather than being booked against the reptiles of SCW. I get it, they need an ego boost every now and then. And that they need an easy win thrown their way because they can’t fucking hack it anymore. But to be booked against you as just an easy win is a slap in the fucking face.”

She walks along the table tops, carefully moving from table to table.

TALLYN: “Nobody in the locker rooms thinks that I’m going to walk out of the arena with a win. To them, it’s not going to happen. Because I’m nothing on the wheel that keeps turning but fuck them too.”

She sits back down on the end of one of the tables, crossing one leg over the other.

TALLYN: “This nice girl bullshit act you got going on right now is annoying. It’s almost worse than the crazy girl act. You’re not a nice girl, Christina. And fucking nobody believes this whole act that you want to change and redeem yourself. This is NOT your road to redemption and I’m not just going to be an easy win for you. You want me to walk out there on Sunday and just lie down in the middle of the ring for you? Would that be more beneficial to you for your story? Because fuck you if that’s what you think of me. You don’t get to make rash judgements on me. A person who fakes a personality disorder gets to make no judgements about anybody. Ever.”

She rolls her eyes and takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out.

TALLYN: “This isn’t Twitter, I’m not trying to start a fight. I don’t even give a fuck about Twitter because Twitter isn’t going to win me a match. Posting what I’m doing on Twitter is only going to benefit my opponent, not myself. Do I think that anybody needs to know what I’m doing at any given moment during the day? Nope. I don’t think anybody needs to know when I’m at the gym, working out and practicing my skills in the ring. That is none of anybody’s business but my own. Twitter holds no merritt in a match. So this is all I’m going to say about Twitter.”

Tally slides down from the table and looks at the camera, a smirk tugging on her lips again.

TALLYN: “I still don’t give a shit about this match. Because facing you is supposed to be an easy win for you. And yes, I could try to impress people by saying that I’m going to try my best and try my hardest to beat you.”

She tried to make her voice sound peppy and cheerleader-y.

TALLYN: “But you know what? I don’t need to impress anybody. Because I already know that I can beat you. Do I think I’m better than you?”

She tilts her head to the side.

TALLYN: “Not at the moment. But do I think that I could be better than you?”

She smirks again.

TALLYN: “Definitely. That’s obviously a no brainer. Look where I trained and I’m still at the beginning of my career and you’re trying your hardest to hang onto whatever is left of your career. Because what else is there for you if you’re done competing? What else do you have left to live for?”

Tally raises her eyebrows and shrugs her shoulders.

TALLYN: “I’m going to go out on a limb and say that there wouldn’t be much for you to live for if you weren’t here being the chlamydia of SCW.”

She walks towards the exit of the room but stops again, that same old smirk playing on her lips.

TALLYN: “I wonder when the staff will take the medicine that will cleanse the locker room from your disease, Christina. Because it’s getting really bad back there.”

She winks at the camera.

TALLYN: “I’m fucking done being a pawn for people. Or an ego boost for the reptiles of SCW. It’s about time I get taken seriously and no matter what the description of the card on the website says, I am not looking forward to facing you, Christina. I am, however looking forward to shutting you the fuck up. And getting out of the ring with a win.”

She hesitates for a moment.

TALLYN: “Maybe if I beat you on Sunday, this will show everybody just how serious I should be taken. And that you shouldn’t be taken seriously at all. Maybe you’ll be the laughing stock when the night ends. Who knows.”

She holds a sinister look in her eyes for a moment.

TALLYN: “Crazier things have happened.”

She says nothing else as she leaves the room as the camera fades to black, leaving those to be her last words.