Frodo wakes up in bed and rolls around to get a look at the room. Fuck, this isn't his room. This isn't his house. Where the fuck is he? He's panicking, and rolling and flipping out. There's a Gideon's bible on the night stand next to the bed. Fuck, he's in a hotel. Ok. Why is he in a hotel? Wait, he's not even in the bed. Where is he? More searching. He goes down to reach for his phone to look around. Can't find it. No pants? Frodo, why aren't you wearing pants? Stand up, you bastard. Stand up for GREAT JUSTICE!! He stands. He looks. Oh, he was behind a chair. How the fuck did he mistake that for being in a bed? The fuck is wrong with you, Hobbit? Really? Are you high right now? No. Oh, fix that. He finds his bag of crack on the floor, can't smoke it, so he crushes it up nice and fine, then snorts it. Oh yeah. Now he remembers. This is Demi's hotel room. He followed her and hid behind a chair for her to go to bed. Nice. Wait. What is that? Oh, fuck. It's the shower. She's in the shower, go after her. No, stop!
That's creepy. Come up with a plan first. I know. Go outside, open the door a little and drop something, then run in. Frodo goes and slowly opens the door a little, and then rushes in the room, quietly to drop something. It goes down with a thud. No reaction, so he opens the front door more and runs into the bathroom where Demi is showering.
'Oh, fuck! You ok?! Did you fall in the shower?"
"Um. No. Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"I'm Fred Ward. I'm staying here. I walked by, heard a thud, saw the door was slightly open and ran in to check on you."
"Oh, well thanks. Um, do you mind leaving the bathroom? I need to get out."
"Sure. Hey, since I'm here, do you think you might wanna maybe get breakfast? My treat."
"Well, you did burst into my hotel room while I was in the shower. But, you only did so because you thought I was in trouble. So, I guess I can. Sure."
"Sweet, I'm going to go change my clothes like I was planning to. I'll be back in a few minutes. K?"
"Ok. I'm Demi, by the way."
"Nice name. Cute. Like Demi Lovato?"
She giggled.
"Sure."
He headed out into the hallway, then ran to his hotel room so he could change and meet her back for breakfast. She had no idea he planned it all, perfect. And even better, she had no idea who he was. She thought he was just some random nice guy. Sweet shit. He changed out of his burglary clothes, you know, black 5.11 tactical pants, black Chucks, and a plain black hoodie. He swapped into his nice clothes. The signature Fett's Vette Hoodie, some nice blue jeans, and his blue and grey Asics. Boom, drugged out rapist gone, nice guy back on. Except the beard, that makes him seem a little odd, but fuck you. He's Frodo Smackins, . Frodo made his way back to Demi's room, at a leisurely pace. The door was closed when he got there, so he knocked on the door. She opened the door in a black Fett's Vette Tshirt, and some jeans. His jaw dropped and hit the floor. Not literally, niggas he don't regenerate like that.
"First, damn you look good. Second, you're not Demi like Lovato, you are Demi Lovato. Third, you're a fan of the Fett's Vette."
She giggled again.
"Well, I could say you weren't exactly honest, either. Fred Ward? Yeah, cause you didn't want to introduce yourself, Smackins. And I'm a fan of yours. Figured I'd rep the Fett like you do."
"My name is Fred Ward. Frodo is a ring name. And what Crack calls me."
"Is he here? I wanted to meet him, and Katie."
'Nah, Katie and Crack are chilling out at home. I'm out here on my own. Trying to figure out how I can possibly face my friend, and the best client I ever had, Theo."
'Ignore that for a bit? We're both clearly fans of each other, so why not bask in the starlight of each other for a while? I already ordered some room service breakfast. Didn't know who you were, and I wasn't going to let a fan buy me breakfast."
"What if I wasn't a fan?"
"You'd have told me, and it would have made breakfast awk."
"Fair dos. And how do you know I'm a fan?"
"Come in and I'll tell you."
Frodo walks in and Demi closes the door behind her. She turns around to catch Frodo looking around the room fairly awkwardly. She puts her arm on his shoulder.
"I look in jeans, huh?"
He turns and laughs a little.
"You look in just about anything, but yeah. Fuck, this is so cool. Hey, can I do something real quick?"
"If you're going to kiss me, do it already."
He reached out, and honked her boob. She looked a little shocked until he leaned and kissed her. You know the way they describe the kiss in The Princess Bride? The kiss by which all other kisses will be judged? Like it was the most romantic shit in the world? Yeah, this was the polar opposite of that shit. This was more like just a sloppy kiss between that nerdy kid in high school finally gets to kiss his crush, but she's like super drunk and it's at the end of the prom, and she's already blown half the football team. Except Demi's mouth didn't taste like lots of cum and big mistakes. Not yet.
Just as foolish and nervously had they kissed, the pair had begun to undress each other. Until she was standing there in just a pair of boots and cheeky panties, you know the ones that only cover like half the ass? That's all she was wearing, while Frodo just stood there wearing a dopey grin and his dignity. She walked back onto the bed, and gestured for him to follow. He did so before flopping down and offering her a seat on his lap. She straddled him, and began to lower herself onto him. The next 45 minutes can be described as the most awkward little people porn you have ever seen. It's so awkward it won't be described, or fully viewed. We're fast forwarding, bruhs. Aw snap, she's riding him, and running her hands through her hair. Damn, doggie style? Nice. What the fuck, bruh? He's pile driving her! Oh, fuck, now some boring as fuck missionary while they kiss and shit. The fuck is that? Oh, he's putting his socks on. We can stop.
"You didn't order breakfast, did you?"
She's putting her bra back on.
"Yeah. It's right there. Didn't you notice the server brought it up and left it for us?"
He's pulling his jeans up.
"Nah, when was it?"
She's pulling her shirt over her head.
"Doggie style. Your thumb was up my ass."
"Oh, sweet. Yeah, you have a tight asshole."
She chuckled.
"Thanks. You're pretty good. But, aren't you married?"
"Yeah. Don't worry, I'm not telling Sarah about this. I'ma go wash my thumb."
Frodo got up to go wash his hands, before going to eat. They ate and talked about a lot of things, before kissing again, trading numbers, and agreeing to head out separately. Frodo went off to spend the rest of the day shopping for souvenirs and ways to take his mind off the fact that Theo wouldn't be buying drugs from him anymore. Eventually, he got hungry, and stopped in for some McDonalds. He, like a grown fucking man, ordered the Mighty Kids' mean with the fucking nuggets. When he got his food he sat and thought for a minute before eating. The's words hung heavily in his mind.
Theo mother fucking Pryce, King of the big dick playas club Said:Next week the Kings will defend their trios titles against a couple of guys who are a few french fries short of a happy meal
He looked at his tray of food and pulled the nuggets, sauce, and drink off of it. He dumped the fries out. He began to count them. What if Theo was fucking right? What if Theo could see it days before Frodo could? What if he really didn't have all the fries he fucking ordered? Was Theo trying to tell Frodo something? Was Theo the Higher Power? It'd make sense. Theo was always high, and he did have some fucking power. Could it be possible? NO!!!!!!!!!!!! FRODO WAS IN FACT TWO FUCKING FRIES SHORT! THERE SHOULD BE 159 FRIES HERE, HE ONLY HAD ONE HUNDRED FIFTY SEVEN FRIES. What the fuck is this shit? Frodo is angry. Very angry. He goes on a rampage, after eating his nuggets.
He jumps the counter and goes to beat the hell out of every employee who short changed him on his fucking fries. At one point his was holding someone's face in the fryer asking if he could have it his way. Until the police showed up. They raised their guns at him and demanded he stop moving. He complied, until they cuffed him.
"You have the right to remain silent when questioned.
Anything you say or do may be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future.
If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning, if you wish.
If you decide to answer any questions now, without an attorney present, you will still have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to an attorney.
Knowing and understanding your rights as I have explained them to you, are you willing to answer my questions without an attorney present?"
'I'll talk."
"Ok. Do you want to give a statement?"
"Yeah. You got this shit on record?"
"Yes it is. Please go on."
"Theo. You're sober now? That's not cool, bro. But, yeah, we can be awesome friends. Maybe we can run that NA scam like we did that one time, it was awesome. I miss the times we'd get high in the back before matches, but I understand. You've gotta do what's best for you and your family. Wait, do you have a family? I mean, besides Sea Bass Tin? You're not Lila's baby daddy are you? How is old Dookie anyway? Is he still brooding over the death of his kid? I mean, I would be, but allegedly I'm a better father than he was. You know, cause my kids aren't dead. I know, it's your nephew, and I am truly sorry for your loss. I know Swaggy would be devastated if Joey died, mostly because it's a dead white guy. He started a collection to buy Darren Wilson a better gun. He thinks if Wilson could have held more rounds he'd have left more dead black kids. I dunno, you know how he is.
Listen, man, don't worry, I will be at the match on Wednesday. I wouldn't miss the chance to hang out with my friend for the life of me. Hey, something we never did talk about. When we thought you died, I raided your locker. I have a pair of your tights. You want them, or nah? Sometimes I make Sarah wear them as she gives me head. I know, dude, it's awesome. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know something else. You told Duke I was a wild card. And you're right, I am. You could say I'm like John Madison in that sense. I mean, you guys never know what angle I'm really playing, do you? I mean, on one hand, do I really believe in the higher power, and am truly devoted to fucking shit up in His name? Or am I just along for the lulz and not really interested in the religion?
And of course the other option. I've been fucking around this entire time, because I knew you'd team with either Luca and Az, or Samuels and Maddy, or even Maddy and Luca, or Luca and Az, and thus I joined them so I could earn myself a chance to fight you in the ring, just so I could fuck them over and defect to your side. Because that's how the fuck I roll. Isn't it? One big problem, though, Theo. I haven't figured it out yet, either. I know, it's fucked up, right? But listen, bruh. I'm still wondering myself. I'm too sober right now. I can't think straight.
But listen, no matter what happens. Don't expect a fair fight, man. Don't worry, I'm not going after you. I probably won't go after Madison, either. I don't hate him, I don't really feel anything for him. Except that I like the way he fucks everyone over just because. And kind of like how you know with Maddy it'll never be fair, you know with me it'll never be boring. Hell, maybe I'll have Katie come down to the ring naked, distracting you guys, except that faglord Samuels, then The Asylum will kick the shit out of Samuels, make the pin and we'll win. I hope that wouldn't damage our friendship. Bruh, I'd let you fuck Sarah, Katie, and Gwen at the same time if you'd be distracted enough for me to win the match and not have to face you.
Or, I'm lying and I don't actually care about the match. Won't it be fun to see? Ok, I'll see you soon, bestie. Hey, maybe I'll be put in the same cell you and Luca were in when Flynn pretended to be your lawyer to rescue you guys. That'd be awesome. Bye."
"What was that?"
"It's a recorded promo for the XWF. Leak that shit. I'm not talking about the stuff here until I get a lawyer."
. Frodo made his way back to Demi's room, at a leisurely pace. The door was closed when he got there, so he knocked on the door. She opened the door in a black Fett's Vette Tshirt, and some jeans. His jaw dropped and hit the floor. Not literally, niggas he don't regenerate like that.![[Image: ZXX7HJw.png?1]](http://i.imgur.com/ZXX7HJw.png?1)
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