March 5th, 2022
Grewelthorpe, North Yorkshire, England

“To find yourself, think for yourself.”
-Socrates

You don’t even know what the deal’s with these stupid quotes lately, do you? 

Just random things to pass the time at home. You don’t need any of these quotes and you’ve been out here for almost two months. 

You know EXACTLY who you are… 

…

Don’t you? 

Of course you do. You’re a hero, mate! You right wrongs in wrestling! 

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Don’t make yourself fucking laugh. You ain’t one of them WrestleFriends anymore… and what a stupid name anyway. Batts is schooling young little twats in BRAZEN and Burnsie is out BEING the twat you always knew he was. 

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Nah, mate. You’re… you’re a wrestling bear! You’re jolly good fun, mate! You like to crack stupid jokes about hunting, fishing, axe throwing, grappling and all that type of stuff… don’t you? You legit do like those things… 

Nah, mate, that ain’t you anymore. 

That was what another promotion wanted you to be. Lion’s Road X. You won the World Heavyweight Championship for a few months and had a great run…

…then thankfully it folded before you had to tell somebody that they could fuck themselves for making you act like a ponce. 

Nah… mate… 

Someday, you’ll get back to DEFIANCE. You can show them what you REALLY are? 

Are you A Damn Fine Pro Wrestler, though?

I mean, really? 

Oh, you are. Some of their critics said so! You made that Titaness’ woman’s career. You had some bangers with Burnsie. It took you years to get to where you want to be in the ring, but holding a victory over Oscar Burns in a singles match… 

…Then nothing happened for your career after that… 

“A Damn Fine Pro Wrestler” though?

That was a tagline that piece of shite Morrow came up with. He was always good with names. Really accentuating them strengths for his guys. Those Lucky Sevens fuckers these mAiN eVeNt MoNsTeRs or whatever… 

Why do people talk like that anyway? 

Where’d that come from? 

Whatever. You can admit they look cool kicking ass in the ring… but they’re insufferable. ALL of them. That Sykes girl along with them. They can all take it in the tradesman’s entrance. 

Your job was you pretty much being earmarked to play second fiddle to making Alvaro sound good, but he sounds like ABSOLUTE biggest fucking wanker you ever met. 

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Maybe this wrestling thing is just toxic. Things were much more simple behind a computer, mate. Programming made you money and you didn’t have to meet too many people. Maybe we go back to that, Jackie, eh? 

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…Maybe you can fuck yourself if you give up, mate. 

You listened to DEF Radio and heard that little shit earlier talking trash. Fleas, eh? You had to groom yourself to be a member of that group, but the second you let your hair go long, suddenly, you’re an animal? 

Just more Tommy Little Pecker talking out his arsehole.

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Smug little prick. 

He’s the reason YOU’RE here now. 

And he’ll keep talking. He’ll keep laughing. He’ll keep poking. Cause he knows he can. Cause he knows there ain’t nobody that’s gonna shut him up… 

Cause he knows that you still have no way home. You’ve been calling your lawyers off the hook trying to find out what’s the holdup with the work visa, but it’s no doubt him. It’s Morrow being a shithead. 

He handled all that stuff and you were dumb enough to trust him. 

That’s why you’re here now. 

All cause you bought into the lie, mate. And unless someone comes in with a golden life preserver now… 

You’re stuck… 

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BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Eh?

What number is that? Oh, rubbish… 

Don’t know the number and it ain’t your lawyers. Just forget it, mate. 

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Eh?

Text message?

What’s it say?

“This is Uriel Cortez. I should fucking punch you for what you put my fiance through, but I need to table that. You want Morrow. We want his thugs. Call me back ASAP. I have ideas.”

Hahaha. 

Really? 

Them TITAN twats want to help you now?

They must be desperate… 

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Desperate enough if they’re willing to talk to you especially now.

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