Chapter 135 Wrestling, With A Crazy Fetish:>Ep2

• She released my jacket and immediately sunk to the floor. Ass on the ground, knees to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs, and her head lowered so nobody could see her face. She didn't do this because she was upset. Or horribly embarrassed. She did it because she was laughing so hard, she couldn't breathe, and didn't want others to see her snort laughing. However, others did notice and a few came to see if she was okay. I had to keep moving because my match was going to start soon. Sage vlogged the whole thing.
• The match would go greatly and the fans who made it to the arena prior to showtime gave me and my opponent a standing ovation. It made me feel good to be in the place I was at. But I was sore and needed to see "The Doc" like so many of us do after every match. Once finished with "The Doc", I showered and changed back into some casual clothes and watched the rest of the show from whatever monitor I could find, or sneaking peaks from behind the stage curtain.
• The rest of the show went great and everyone had a good time. But the night was coming to an end and it was time to get to the hotel. I was thankful the company made arrangements for me to stay in the same place as everyone else. I had grown tired of paying out of pocket for a place to sleep. It's common that wrestlers like to hang out in one another's hotel rooms and stay up damn near all night, and I honestly wasn't any different. In one room they played videogames, and in another they played Uno. I played a few rounds in both rooms but went back to mine for a snack.