Post by Logan on Dec 21, 2009 21:42:22 GMT -5
Always on My Mind
Kiss Goodnight
Kiss Goodnight
Seconds after the ending moments of One, one man sits alone his assigned dressing room, hunched over a bench still ridden in sweat soaked wrestling gear, face in palms, a deep seeded aroma of sorrowful regret steaming from his lonesome soul. The broken carcass attempts to demonstrate an act of life, uncovering his face, curling fists to rest on his chin.
Logan: Shannan…
The aching words come out like a slow leak in a pipe; dripping with heartbreak. More bothered by her than the result of the match, he stares off into nothing, pondering a decision that has to be made.
