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Post by Jarrod Davis on Jun 9, 2009 17:47:55 GMT -5
He groans as he picks up his bag to leave. He looks in the mirror. His hair is a mess, worse than Jaret Reddick from Bowling For Soup. He checks to make sure he has everything. His keys are in his front pocket, his car outside, his bottle of vodka is in his bag....Why is it in the bag?
He takes it out, opens the bottle, and chugs about 1/3 of the bottle in one sitting. He puts the cap back on and tosses it back in the bag. He grabs his hat, places it atop his head. He gets ready to leave. He slips a $20 Bill into his pocket, and walks out the door. But it seems before he got to take 5 steps, he was approached by a reletively unknown person to him....
TBC: J.M.
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The Miz
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Post by The Miz on Jun 9, 2009 18:15:25 GMT -5
The new face in the crowd, the face belonging to the recovery man himself; Jason Matthews. Jason looks up and down at Jarrod. He backs Jason up into his locker room and shuts the door. He flips his hair out of his face and shakes his head, a look of utter disappointment on his face.
"Jarrod, Jarrod, Jarrod... really, man? When I turned on my TV a weeks ago and saw you. Jarrod Davis, the NEW TV Champion. What happened? Your still the champion, that didn't change. Your hair is... well, that's different, but definitely not what I'm thinking of. Want to take a guess? No? Ok, I'll tell ya what happened, Jarrod. You threw your life out the window. You had it all, bud. You had the title, you had the wealth, you got... some of the chicks. And one hit of that bong and you threw it all OUT THE WINDOW. Are you proud? Do you think mommy and daddy are proud of you? I got something to tell you, Jarrod... they aren't. I don't want to see this happen to you... so what do you say? Let me counsel you.. I can get you through this...the safe way."
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Post by Jarrod Davis on Jun 9, 2009 18:37:45 GMT -5
Who the hell is this guy? This obviously gay man is cornering me into the locker room, oh no... I've seen horror movies that begin like this..
Jarrod thinks for a second. He knows he isn't going to get by him by force. He'll break the poor kid. He instead droppes his bag and gets right up to his face. The smell of vodka leaving his mouth. The bloodshot eyes, all that.
"Listen to me, I don't know who are, I don't care who you are. But your wrong, I don't have a drug problem, the only problem I have is you, standing in my way. So let me counsel you for a second. Get The F.uck Out Of My Way. My hair's just fine. I get tons of women. In fact, I have one waiting on me at my house. So If you'll excuse me, I have more important things to do then talk to your F@ggoty ass, so bye, turn off the lights when you leave."
He steps back, grabs his bag and his keys, and goes to move around him to leave.
TBC: J.M.
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Post by The Miz on Jun 9, 2009 18:47:20 GMT -5
Jason grabs Jarrod by the shirt and brings their faces close together.
"Yes. You DO have a drug problem, Jarrod. You DO. And if you can't admit that to me, I'm going to have Stephanie take a closer look at you. Maybe she'll put you in rehab... you'll take time off, unpaid time that is. You'll lose that lady you have at home... and you'll lose your TV Title. You can walk out that door, go home to your lady, get drunk with her, smoke pot, pop ex, snort coke, whatever... and in a few months wind up on the streets, or you can go home to your lady, tell her you want help.. and get the help you deserve... and live the life every man wants. I can help you.."
Jason extends his hand out to Jarrod and waits for him to either shake it or leave him hanging.
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Post by Jarrod Davis on Jun 9, 2009 19:02:22 GMT -5
Jarrod looks at Jason's hand for about 10 seconds. He pulls back from Jason, and walks right by him, but stops when there parallell. He looks at him
"I already told you, I don't have a f**king problem."
He walks past him, right when he gets ready to walk away. He glances back at Jason, nothing evil, just staring, he shakes his head as he deeply sighs, he looks ahead to the end of the hallway and staggers away to the parking lot.
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