Day 37
OcW Headquarters - Board Room
Madison hummed appreciatively as she slowly regained her senses. Our Humble Queen’s vision started returning to normal as she waited for her breathing to calm down. Every muscle in her body felt useless like a Tre Golden or Jookie segment on Riot.
She heard Our Humble Hero’s yawn in the darkness and turned her head to look in the direction of the noise. Dennis was sitting in one of chairs designated for board room members while Madison remained sprawled out on the board room table.
Dennis: My sentiments exactly.
Dennis leaned back in the expensive chair and kicked up his feet on the table.
Madison: I can't move.
Dennis: The table was your idea.
Madison looked back to the ceiling and nodded.
Madison: I can now officially say that I've done my best work in the boardroom. At this very table , no less. How many was that? I lost count.
Madison asked absentmindedly. She closed her eyes and rested comfortably in silence for a long time.
Dennis: Three.
Dennis answered matter-of-factly, causing Madison to groan.
Madison: Of course you kept count.
Dennis: My favorite number. A number I've heard so many times, and will again on Sunday when I retain my-
Madison: Can. You. Not?
Dennis: What?
Madison: Talk about wrestling. Like, at this moment. You always do this, bringing up wrestling after we’re done or comparing what we do to wrestling.
Dennis: Do not.
Madison: You asked if you could do a four fifty splash leading into missionary! Who does that? Who thinks like that?
Dennis: Well-
Madison: And then the other night you did your own commentary while I did aaaaall of the work. “Look Scaggs, no one other than Madison could take a bullet to the face like that and live to tell the tale!”
Dennis: ...You know that was funny.
Madison: Not the point.
Madison gingerly rolled to her side. She couldn't exactly see him in the darkness unless he smiled...(cuz blek). But she knew he was sitting there.
Madison: I'd rather deal with your awkwardness -
Dennis: I’m awkward?!
Madison: awkwardness than be walking in Flojo’s shoes right about now. Even if it's not true. To be known as someone who slept with Senior moist back to get on the Anniversary show is...potentially a career killer.
Madison: I mean it's a career killer for both of them.
Dennis: How so?
Madison: I'm a great catch. I mean, just look at me.
Dennis: It’s four in the morning, I can't see-
Madison: Not now! I mean in general. I'm the best looking woman to come out of this company, ever. You're the envy of every man in OCW. I'm a great catch. But Flojo? You couldn't pay me enough…
Madison: The thought that someone could actually get it up after looking at her is outrageous.
Dennis: Speaking of outrageous. This main event.
Madison: Don't even get me started. The match isn't happening. This is our week. It is our night. A wall is going to be built around Sensation and Mexico is going to pay for it.
Madison: He's banned from the show. He's banned from ringside. He's banned from the arena. Hell, I want him banned from the state.
Dennis: ...The state?
Madison: I'm going to make an anonymous call to ...uh...whoever handles that immigrant stuff. Oh! I know.
Madison fumbles around for her cell phone in the darkness.
Dennis: Who are you calling at this hour?
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