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Tommy Wish · (07-25-2017)

[Scene opens up to a night hours with the full moon up in the sky. Then we see Tommy wondering inside some bar in the area, he then sits up on a booth and sees a bartender making some drink.]

Tommy: “Hey man, you got some scotch?”

Bar Dude: “We are all out, man.”

Tommy: “Damn, anything cheap to drink in here?”

[The Bar guy then looks up on the shelf, and picks something out.]

Bar Dude: “We got whiskey”

Tommy: “Fine with me, give me a shot.”

[The Bar guy pours the finest whiskey inside the shot glass, and he takes a swig at it. The bar guy leaves the bottle on his side, and he pours some more. Shot after shot, Tommy was getting drunker by the time the bar was closing. Then he somehow finds his way to the exit, and he meets up a dark haired, blue eyed, pale skin woman at the outside of the bar.]

Tommy: “…. uh, I’m fuckin drunk… can you take me hoooome?”

[The girl then smiles at him like if he was fresh meat. Then she escorts him to her car, they both get in and she revs the car and leaves the bar with Tommy. At the stop light, the lady then cops a feel on Tommy’s chest.]

???: “Oh my…you’re warming up.”

Tommy: “Oh you thhhin—you thin”

???: “I know you are, and I think I want to take you home with me to check on you.”

Tommy: “Are you a nuurr— “

[Tommy quickly opens the window, and sticks his head out the window like if he was about to puke, but doesn’t. Once the light turned green, they head off into this lady home. By the time past by, we see Tommy coming into her living room and crashing onto the couch. Time flies and it is morning, when Tommy wakes up to a smell of eggs and bacon in the kitchen.]

Tommy: “What’s that smell… where am I?”

[We see this unknown lady in nothing but a shirt and panties on, handing him his breakfast on a tray in the living room. He then digs in once it was on the table, but notices something was off..]

Tommy: “Last night, I remember I was getting shit faced in the bar. I remember I got an Uber to drop me off their, but now… I’m in your house miss. What is your name?”

[She then comes towards him on the couch, lays her head on his left thigh. Then she shows her face to him, and he was creeped out by the way she resembled that Cash Me Outside girl from Dr. Phil. Then he pushes her head up from his thigh and gets up from the couch.]

Tommy: “Whoa, how old are you?”

???: “Why are you asking my age, issa you scured about me?”

Tommy: “You look like your like seventeen or something. I shouldn’t be in your parents’ home or they will claim I raped you.”

???: “… they won’t know nuthin, if you do something for me… I will tell you my name and age.”

[Tommy then silently nods at her request.]

???: “You know; I am a huge fan of yours… I know you wrestle. So, I want you teach me how to wrestle.”

Tommy: “Alright then, uh… first, you need to tell me your name and age before I move this table in the living room to teach you.”

[Suddenly she places him in a Hammerlock, and he struggles to break the hold. A minute later, he breaks off and transitions it to a German Suplex on her floor. Then he kneels down to speak to her.]

Tommy: “Fatal mistake, I could have maimed you here, but didn’t. Now, what your name and age, I have got to— “

???: “Taylor and I’m eighteeeen!”

[Then she somehow grabs him by the head with her knees and Hurricanarana’s him into a pin. She counted to three and “celebrated” as Tommy regains the strength to get on his feet. As soon he hears someone climbing downstairs, he quickly flees to backyard and hops over the fence. About two hours later, he comes back to his crib with the sisters still in it.]

Jonee: “Tommy where you last night? I tried calling you, but you didn’t answer.”

Tommy: “Let’s just say, I was drunk and had a “match” with a in the morning with a mark. Other than that, I have nothing else to say to you.”

[Tommy then goes to his bedroom, and slams the door as the scene fades with the sisters talking amongst themselves.]

Man, drinking isn’t no fun…learned it the hardway. Getting involved with a mark of a girl, luckily I didn’t get to involved with her like dat ya’ know? I don’t play like that at all… if I want to wrestle some girl, I’d take it to a strip club down in 3rd street in bum fuck Brooklyn…

Before I ramble on… found out that I am taking on an XWF rookie Neville, who is the TV champion. I only have fifteen minutes to defeat him, and fifteen minutes I need to get my shit in that fancy prick. I mean, he’s blessed that he managed to knock down a few competitors in the mix, and I know that he will put up a fight to death until the achieves that victory of defeating me and holding that belt with pride…

Guess what Neville, that isn’t going to fucking happen. Not this upcoming Savage… it’s a shame that we aren’t in the last attraction in card, but at least it will at least keep these fans on their toes for what’s to come.

Neville, your reign as Television Champion is drawing to its conclusion, because believe me… I will beat the living dog shit out of you before that timer goes down to 3 minutes or less. I will HideYaFace you until the security has to kick me out of the fucking studio and escort me out of the park itself.

Before I finish… I have one more thing to tell you…

I Will End Your Streak as a Fifteen minute man…Neville!

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