Post by david on Feb 3, 2018 10:13:19 GMT -5
Time: 5:00 AM
Date: January 30, 2018
Location: Houston, Texas
Date: January 30, 2018
Location: Houston, Texas
This has become an all time familiar sight in Levi's eyes. Waking up next to a woman he doesn't know. A pounding headache, and an overwhelming urge to vomit. Laying in bed he stares weary eyed at the ceiling. A yawn escapes his body as he turns he head to see the time. He'd only been asleep for about roughly 3 hours. Sitting up from the bed he tries to recall the events from last night. He remembers heading out to party with his friend Damion. Meeting random girl #114, and from there everything went a bit hazy.
Levi Adams:
How'd my life end up this perfect.
Levi rubs the back of his head as he gets up. Looking back at the body in his bed one more time as he heads to the door.
Levi Adams:
Be out of here by 7. I don't need to deal with the neighbors ratting me out to the landlord.
Levi walks out of the room as he heads to the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of aspirin and tossing them into his mouth. He stands at the counter for a bit recalling what he could of the past month or so. Everything from getting leaving his old job, to get hired at NGW, and to losing his debut match. His head begins to throb as he makes his way over to the couch.
Levi Adams:
I don't get it. Any of it. How can I have everything I've ever wanted. All the sex I want, all the booze, a source of reliable income...yet be so distracted. I mean, this is literally the dream, and yet I took my eyes off the ball for one brief second. Maybe it's my training, or maybe it's something to do with being in touch with one self? Whatever that yoga horse shit is? Do I need that? I mean I don't get fat, My doctor says I'm doing fine health wise. So what is going wrong?
Levi looks over and sees his laptop laying there. He grabs it and boots it on, going to twitter and skimming over the page.
Levi Adams:
Maybe I can find the answer through my tweets?
It doesn't take long to go through his page, with only a handful of them being posted within the month.
Levi Adams:
No. No, everything here seems normal. Maybe Damion might know.
Grabbing his phone he punches in Damion's phone number. After a while a groggy and confused voice answers.
Damion Stone:
Um...hello? Levi?
Levi Adams:
Hey, I have a fucking question man. Why the hell am I so distracted lately?
There a pause from the other line as we hear the sound of what sounds like sheets rustling.
Damion Stone:
Dude the sun isn't even out yet. I'm headed back to bed man.
Levi Adams:
I'll just bust your door open like last time then.
A loud sigh comes over across the phone.
Damion Stone:
Look man, it's no wonder why your so distracted. You relive the same cycle of misery every damn day. Wake up, drink, party, sex, sleep. Rinse and repeat.
Levi Adams:
I don't see a problem?
Damion Stone:
Where's the training? Where's the focus on the match at head, Let me ask you a question. Do you even know who your even facing?
Levi Adams:
What does that have to do with anything. I go in, bust their face in-
Damion Stone:
And lose. Look Levi, I'm no saint, and lord knows we both aren't going to be first in line for any trip to church, but you're so self concede that you literally can't tell what'w what anymore. I mean for god sakes do you even remember anything last night?
Levi Adams:
That was last night. The past, it's the present Damion.
Damion Stone:
So no. You don't. There's a woman in your bed that you don't know. You're hung over, and you're trying to find someone else to answer your problems. You always do this. I don't know if it's depression, or id something happened to you as a child, but you need to get help dude.
Levi Adams:
So what, I'm just suppose to turn my life around?
Damion Stone:
Well, that's what actual people try to do when they've hit rock bottom. Focus more on what you do for a living. Train, prepare for your matches. That's a million times more effective than what you're doing now.
Levi Adams:
Hm, you maybe onto something.
Damion Stone:
Good, now I'm headed back to bed. I cannot believe you woke me up for this.
The line goes dead. Levi sits there with the phone in his hand. Silence when all of a sudden he tosses the phone over his shoulder.
Levi Adams:
Hmph. Well, If I'm to "turn my life around" I know just how to start.
Levi looks at the card for the NGW show and smirks.
Levi Adams:
Jill Park? A newcomer like me. So basically, this is a chance for a fresh reset, This is gonna be my opportunity to show everybody that I'm not some wasted roster spot, I'm Levi fucking Adams, and some day I'm gonna rule the world, and if I have to walk over corpses to get to my throne then so be it. Looks like Park will be the first body I step over.
Levi sighs deeply and leans back on the couch.
Levi Adams:
I walk into Rome a dejected loser, I won't leave the same way.
Levi jumps off the couch.
Levi Adams:
Alright! So step on is to get some much needed training in. I've got a day or so till my flight. Plenty of time to get everything ready.
Levi walks over to to the bedroom and opens the door.
Levi Adams:
Wake the fuck up and get the fuck out! I've got some training to do!
The scene fades to black as Levi's yelling can be heard throughtout the apartment complex.
Levi Adams:
How'd my life end up this perfect.
Levi rubs the back of his head as he gets up. Looking back at the body in his bed one more time as he heads to the door.
Levi Adams:
Be out of here by 7. I don't need to deal with the neighbors ratting me out to the landlord.
Levi walks out of the room as he heads to the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle of aspirin and tossing them into his mouth. He stands at the counter for a bit recalling what he could of the past month or so. Everything from getting leaving his old job, to get hired at NGW, and to losing his debut match. His head begins to throb as he makes his way over to the couch.
Levi Adams:
I don't get it. Any of it. How can I have everything I've ever wanted. All the sex I want, all the booze, a source of reliable income...yet be so distracted. I mean, this is literally the dream, and yet I took my eyes off the ball for one brief second. Maybe it's my training, or maybe it's something to do with being in touch with one self? Whatever that yoga horse shit is? Do I need that? I mean I don't get fat, My doctor says I'm doing fine health wise. So what is going wrong?
Levi looks over and sees his laptop laying there. He grabs it and boots it on, going to twitter and skimming over the page.
Levi Adams:
Maybe I can find the answer through my tweets?
It doesn't take long to go through his page, with only a handful of them being posted within the month.
Levi Adams:
No. No, everything here seems normal. Maybe Damion might know.
Grabbing his phone he punches in Damion's phone number. After a while a groggy and confused voice answers.
Damion Stone:
Um...hello? Levi?
Levi Adams:
Hey, I have a fucking question man. Why the hell am I so distracted lately?
There a pause from the other line as we hear the sound of what sounds like sheets rustling.
Damion Stone:
Dude the sun isn't even out yet. I'm headed back to bed man.
Levi Adams:
I'll just bust your door open like last time then.
A loud sigh comes over across the phone.
Damion Stone:
Look man, it's no wonder why your so distracted. You relive the same cycle of misery every damn day. Wake up, drink, party, sex, sleep. Rinse and repeat.
Levi Adams:
I don't see a problem?
Damion Stone:
Where's the training? Where's the focus on the match at head, Let me ask you a question. Do you even know who your even facing?
Levi Adams:
What does that have to do with anything. I go in, bust their face in-
Damion Stone:
And lose. Look Levi, I'm no saint, and lord knows we both aren't going to be first in line for any trip to church, but you're so self concede that you literally can't tell what'w what anymore. I mean for god sakes do you even remember anything last night?
Levi Adams:
That was last night. The past, it's the present Damion.
Damion Stone:
So no. You don't. There's a woman in your bed that you don't know. You're hung over, and you're trying to find someone else to answer your problems. You always do this. I don't know if it's depression, or id something happened to you as a child, but you need to get help dude.
Levi Adams:
So what, I'm just suppose to turn my life around?
Damion Stone:
Well, that's what actual people try to do when they've hit rock bottom. Focus more on what you do for a living. Train, prepare for your matches. That's a million times more effective than what you're doing now.
Levi Adams:
Hm, you maybe onto something.
Damion Stone:
Good, now I'm headed back to bed. I cannot believe you woke me up for this.
The line goes dead. Levi sits there with the phone in his hand. Silence when all of a sudden he tosses the phone over his shoulder.
Levi Adams:
Hmph. Well, If I'm to "turn my life around" I know just how to start.
Levi looks at the card for the NGW show and smirks.
Levi Adams:
Jill Park? A newcomer like me. So basically, this is a chance for a fresh reset, This is gonna be my opportunity to show everybody that I'm not some wasted roster spot, I'm Levi fucking Adams, and some day I'm gonna rule the world, and if I have to walk over corpses to get to my throne then so be it. Looks like Park will be the first body I step over.
Levi sighs deeply and leans back on the couch.
Levi Adams:
I walk into Rome a dejected loser, I won't leave the same way.
Levi jumps off the couch.
Levi Adams:
Alright! So step on is to get some much needed training in. I've got a day or so till my flight. Plenty of time to get everything ready.
Levi walks over to to the bedroom and opens the door.
Levi Adams:
Wake the fuck up and get the fuck out! I've got some training to do!
The scene fades to black as Levi's yelling can be heard throughtout the apartment complex.
