Post by Phenomenal AJ Riles on Nov 23, 2007 16:37:12 GMT -5
Riley Taylor stood backstage, cell phone in hand, as he punched in a few numbers and held the phone to his ear. He then waited for someone to pick up before he continued. "Yeah, Kim? This is Riley. Who do you think?!" Riley yelled into the phone, grumbling afterwards. "Yeah, I'm sure. Anyway, I managed to beat Big Man, but then I got thrown into a match with that creepy bastard, Sorrow. Huh? I got owned. Big time." Riley then began to pace back and forth.
"Look, Kim, the fact of the matter is that I'm walking into a steel cage match with Big Man at the next show. Yeah, I'm still hurtin'. Pretty bad, they want me to keep my lower ribs taped up until the match. I mean, good lord, that guy hits hard... Well, yeah, Kim, it's always kinda been your job, y'know. Alright, I'll talk to you later, then. Bye." With that, Riley closed up the cell phone.
"It's about time she remembered what she's getting paid for!" Riley muttered.
(Fade, or tag if anyone feels like it.)
"Look, Kim, the fact of the matter is that I'm walking into a steel cage match with Big Man at the next show. Yeah, I'm still hurtin'. Pretty bad, they want me to keep my lower ribs taped up until the match. I mean, good lord, that guy hits hard... Well, yeah, Kim, it's always kinda been your job, y'know. Alright, I'll talk to you later, then. Bye." With that, Riley closed up the cell phone.
"It's about time she remembered what she's getting paid for!" Riley muttered.
(Fade, or tag if anyone feels like it.)
