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| ::Snake Eyes is seen in the Italian restaurant with his friend Andy. They're chatting quietly. The waiter walks up to the two men. The waiter looks like a true italian. When he speaks, his voice pierces the air with a good Italian accent:: Waiter: What would you guys like tonight? ::Andy and Snake Eyes discuss what they want and they both order:: Snake Eyes: I'd like a classic Luigi's Calzone please. ::The waiter writes the order down on his notepad. He turns toward Andy:: Andy: I'd like a pasta plate if you don't mind. Waiter: No, of course I don't mind. ::The waiter leaves. Snake Eyes and Andy continue to chat quietly, sipping their sodas. Andy gets on the topic of love:: Andy: Remember Jackie? Man, she was great. I remember one time I-- ::Snake Eyes doesn't look increasingly happy at the new subject. He almost looks angry:: Snake Eyes: Can we please stay off the topic of Jackie? It's been a pretty hard couple days for me. And I don't anything else to haunt me. ::Andy looks shocked, but then he remembers:: Andy: Oh yeah, I'm sorry dude. I forgot that she-- ::Just then the waiter appears with their food. He places Snake Eyes Calzone in front of him, and Andy's pasta plate. The happy mood suddenly dies down and this makes Snake Eyes think:: Andy: Hey brother, what's wrong? Are you ok? ::Snake Eyes, only half done with his food, gets up:: Snake Eyes: Hey, I gotta go now. I'll pay for your dinner. I just need to get away for a little while. You understand? ::Andy nods:: Andy: Hey, nice to see you again man. Drop by again. ::They embrace. However weakly as Snake Eyes isn't in the mood. He goes to pay for the food. He does so with a credit card and heads out. He walks back to his motel in a somewhat glum mood. When he gets back to his room he turns the television on once again:: Now! Try the Ab Buster for great a-- <------------> Johnny, lets get in-- <------------> You are a mutha-- <------------> Now for a promo with "The One and Only" James Edwards ! ::Snake Eyes, finding something quite worth while puts the remote down and watches the rest of the promo. He shows obvious spouts of anger during the interview, but doesn't let out too much of emotions... yet. He knows it's not time yet:: Snake Eyes: Jeezes, I thought I was the guy with the mentally ill problems. But obviously not. He thinks I'm playing mind games with HIM! The only mind games I know of, is the ppv where I, Snake Eyes will win the Cruiserweight Title. ::Snake Eyes gets up from his bed. He goes over to his dresser drawer and puts on a tank top. He walks out of the room. We catch up with him, in the weight room:: Snake Eyes: Must you follow me? Jeez. Well, what do you want me to talk about? James Edwards? Well, alright then. ::Snake Eyes sits at the benchpress station:: Snake Eyes: Well, one things for sure, if he thinks I'm not %100 mentally going into our match on Tuesday, then he's probably right. But if he thinks that he IS, then he obviously isn't quite in his right mind either. I don't know about you guys, but it's not a hobby of mine to punch my tv and make my hand bleed. Especially when my girlfriend is waiting for me upstairs? ::Snake Eyes grimmaces:: Snake Eyes: You have an obvious obsession with the F-word. But you know what? You're right, my life is pretty screwed up. I'm not gonna deny that, but I'm not saying that it can't be made better. You just gotta keep plugging on and on. There's nothing you can do to stop everything that happens to you, it just happens without notice or reason. It's just the way things go. Some people's lives go a lot harder than others, and money doesn't make a difference. ::A man with much bigger muscles than Snake Eyes taps him on the shoulder:: Man: Hey, if you're not gonna benchpress, than move it! ::Snake Eyes, obviously not in a good mood, moves anyway. He sets down on a bench:: Snake Eyes: I don't need a title. "The True One and Only" is used way too often. Nope, I don't need a title. I just mind my own business as just plain Snake Eyes. ::The muscle man starts walking towards Snake Eyes again. Snake Eyes, tired of dealing with the man gets up and starts on the stationary bicycle:: |
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