Post by Speede on Jun 28, 2011 2:32:46 GMT -5
The jumbo-tron cuts to a camera feed from the back. The camera is focused on Roy Speede, who looks a bit tired from his match, has a trail of blood running down his forehead, and is drenched with sweat. He comes to a halt, and gets down on one knee against the wall, and the camera turns a bit. The shot shows that he stopped beside Aubrey Summers. She appears as though she just lost a fight in a grocery store by the way bits of food cover her clothing, skin, and hair; she’s still in her ring attire.
Roy Speede: Hey Aubrey. Is Kaylyn still being mean to you?
Aubrey Summers: Oh Roy, you couldn’t imagine. It’s gotten worse! She punched me in the stomach when I wasn’t looking, and threw me face first against a wall, and tossed me into a dumpster like trash. I went to get myself cleaned up, but she was on the hallway near my locker room by the time I got out of the dumpster, so I couldn’t go get a shower yet. Which kind of explains my appearance and the odor; I’m sorry.
Roy Speede: Aubrey, you’re still the most beautiful girl in the world; nothing Kaylyn can do to you will ever change that. But if you wanted to clean up, we could go over to my locker room, and I’ll lock the door so that she can’t come in while you clean up, and I’ll go back to your place and get your stuff. When you’re done, I’ll take a quick shower to clean myself up, and we’ll go out and get some dinner; I know this incredible Italian restaurant a couple blocks away. How does that sound?
Aubrey Summers: Aww, Roy, that’s so sweet of you. I’d love to go out for dinner with you... If I weren’t all filthy, I’d kiss you. But I know you wouldn’t want me to do that all covered in this grime.
Roy smiles, and kisses her; not a quick kiss, but a tender, passionate kiss.
Roy Speede: How was that for not wanting to kiss you?
Aubrey Summers: Roy, that was amazing, and you’re such a nice guy. I really appreciate that about you; most of the guys around here have either been total jerks to me, or are perverts just trying to get me to take my clothes off.
Roy Speede: Aubrey, these guys around here are sick and disgusting, for the most part. But I’m not like them, Aubrey, I really like you for you, and not just because you’re incredibly beautiful.
She looks up at him, and blushes a bit, with a smile on her face. She looks into his eyes for a moment, before turning back away.
Aubrey Summers: That’s really sweet, Roy, but I’m not attractive compared to the others around here; just look at Kaylyn, look at Ana- now they’re beautiful. I’m just... Aubrey.
Roy Speede: And I think Aubrey is more beautiful than both of those two combined. Now come on, let’s get you cleaned up a bit.
He gets to his feet, and reaches a hand down. She takes it, and he helps pull her to her feet. He wraps his arm around her, and the scene cuts back to the ring as they are seen walking off toward the locker room.
Roy Speede: Hey Aubrey. Is Kaylyn still being mean to you?
Aubrey Summers: Oh Roy, you couldn’t imagine. It’s gotten worse! She punched me in the stomach when I wasn’t looking, and threw me face first against a wall, and tossed me into a dumpster like trash. I went to get myself cleaned up, but she was on the hallway near my locker room by the time I got out of the dumpster, so I couldn’t go get a shower yet. Which kind of explains my appearance and the odor; I’m sorry.
Roy Speede: Aubrey, you’re still the most beautiful girl in the world; nothing Kaylyn can do to you will ever change that. But if you wanted to clean up, we could go over to my locker room, and I’ll lock the door so that she can’t come in while you clean up, and I’ll go back to your place and get your stuff. When you’re done, I’ll take a quick shower to clean myself up, and we’ll go out and get some dinner; I know this incredible Italian restaurant a couple blocks away. How does that sound?
Aubrey Summers: Aww, Roy, that’s so sweet of you. I’d love to go out for dinner with you... If I weren’t all filthy, I’d kiss you. But I know you wouldn’t want me to do that all covered in this grime.
Roy smiles, and kisses her; not a quick kiss, but a tender, passionate kiss.
Roy Speede: How was that for not wanting to kiss you?
Aubrey Summers: Roy, that was amazing, and you’re such a nice guy. I really appreciate that about you; most of the guys around here have either been total jerks to me, or are perverts just trying to get me to take my clothes off.
Roy Speede: Aubrey, these guys around here are sick and disgusting, for the most part. But I’m not like them, Aubrey, I really like you for you, and not just because you’re incredibly beautiful.
She looks up at him, and blushes a bit, with a smile on her face. She looks into his eyes for a moment, before turning back away.
Aubrey Summers: That’s really sweet, Roy, but I’m not attractive compared to the others around here; just look at Kaylyn, look at Ana- now they’re beautiful. I’m just... Aubrey.
Roy Speede: And I think Aubrey is more beautiful than both of those two combined. Now come on, let’s get you cleaned up a bit.
He gets to his feet, and reaches a hand down. She takes it, and he helps pull her to her feet. He wraps his arm around her, and the scene cuts back to the ring as they are seen walking off toward the locker room.