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After my dinner date with my father, I took a stroll to my flat. Even though it may not be completely safe, walking at night is such a calming activity, especially when I'm simply venting. Stuff like this can really improve your life.
*ding!
I looked through my phone to see who it was, and...
Unknown: Hello! How did your day go? xoxo, Becky
I chuckled and typed my response until I bumped to someone and my phone fell to the ground.
Charlotte: Roman?
Roman: I'm sorry, Charlotte, I didn't see you since I was heading to get a coffee.
Charlotte: It's okay, I should have looked, and who gets coffee at this time?
Roman: Me, Roman? Duh!
We both chuckled
Roman: So where are you up to?
Charlotte: Oh, just walking you know? trynna relax
Roman: Well, Why don't you come with me and get coffee, I love late night walks too
Charlotte: Uh cool! come on
He's just so hot, I mean, he's very lovely. We just spoke about the most odd things on our walk, like how dinosaurs may be fluffy and had feathers similar to chickens. I might just fall in love. His eyes are like the best thing I've seen today damn! this man is making me melt by just staring at him.
Roman: Soo, why do you like your coffee cold?
Charlotte: the question is "WHY do you like your coffee HOT?"
Roman: Coffee are meant to be hot, hot stuff *Smirks*
Unknown: Nice catch Roman
This guy is looking at me up and down like I'm some kind of nasty girl
Roman: Uh.. Sup man, She's Charlotte, from the University
Charlotte: Hi
Unknown: Hmm.. when are you bringing her in though?
Roman: Rusev, it don't work like that. She's my friend
Rusev: Yah, right
Roman: Yah
As the guy walked away with his other friends. I had shivers when he looked at me like that, it felt like he's gonna take me to hell with him
Roman: Uh, don't mind him, he's a friend
Charlotte: Sure, I just don't get why he asked if you're going to 'take me in' like what does he mean by that?
Roman: Oh, it's just that he thinks you're pretty and all, and you are. He was just asking if.. I'm going to introduce you to them, they think we're together and all but yah.. we're friends
Charlotte: Oh look, we're here at my apartment
Roman: This is your apartment?
Roman asked while staring at my apartment like he's never seen one
Charlotte: Uh, yah, My dad pays for it soo..
Roman: Well I guess our walk ends here
Charlotte: Yah, I'll prolly go to sleep, I still have papers to write tomorrow morning
Roman: Sure, I- uh I'll go now, Goodnight Charlotte
Charlotte: Night, and be safe
As I finally entered my apartment and it felt like home, like I have always lived here and I don't want to leave. I put my coffee cup in the sink and changed to my pajamas and laid on my bed, I'm so exhausted after everything that happened, dad thinking that I need a boyfriend, that Rusev guy, Roman, Becky.. wait Becky! she texted me and I didn't reply, where did I put my phone, I turned my bag upside down and oh here's my phone. I got it as I opened my conversation with Becky, and there's 3 messages.
Becky: Hello! How did your day go? xoxo, Becky
Becky: Why'd you left me on seen girl?
Becky: Well then I guess she gave me the wrong number, sorry
Charlotte: Hey! sorry I didn't reply, I was walking and got a coffee, and no this ain't a wrong number, see you tomorrow, goodnight Becky!
As I hugged my duvet and slept all of my feelings away, all of my 'Roman is hot' 'Becky is cute' 'Rusev is creepy' 'My dad is annoying the hell out of me' thoughts have simply disappeared in my sleep
*Roman's POV
After walking home I realized that if Charlotte lives in that apartment with the Flair sticker, then she might just be a Flair, and if she is a Flair... then we shouldn't be friend, Reigns and Flairs have always been enemies since my father and uncles times, Ric Flair has been their biggest enemy when it comes to drug deals, Ric Flair was the one that killed my dad, and if Charlotte is a flair... I better not let any feelings distract me from ending her dad's career. And if that means using her or even killing her then it's definitely fine with me. But first, I have to find out if she's really connected to Ric Flair in any sort of way.
I better tell this to Sasha.
I drove to Sasha's house and thankfully Bayley and Finn are there
Roman: Guys, I have another clue about Ric Flair
Others: What?!
Sasha: Did he enter the city?
Roman: Apparently his 'child' did
Bayley: He have a child!?
Roman: Well I'm not quite sure about it, BUT you guys know Charlotte, we walked to her apartment and I
saw with both my eyes that she have the Flair Sticker on her door, the sticker we see on Ric Flairs deals
Finn: So what does that have to do with Charlotte?
Roman: Dumbass, Charlotte might be a Flair
Sasha: So are we goin to kill her?
Bayley: Wait what? we're going to kill Charlotte?
Roman: No, not for now
Sasha: What are you thinking?
Roman: We can use her to know everything about them, and plan our attack
Finn: Guys, we need to be careful, Ric Flair is a big name, and if Charlotte if his daughter he will do
everyday to protect her and probably kill us
Roman: I won't let that happen, and of course we are going to be careful, I know what I'm doing. Let's call Becky.
*Becky's POV
*Ringing
Becky: Hello?
Roman: Hey becks, I have something up for you
Becky: What is it?
Roman: I got clues about Ric Flairs connections
Becky: Shit men, do I have to kill?
Roman: Not really, well not right now, we gotta play her
Becky: Who?
Roman: Charlotte
My world just stopped spinning, Charlotte who?
Becky: Charlotte who?
Roman: The freshmen, you know? blondie? tall?
No, no, how is she connected to Ric Flair?
Becky: Are you sure she's connected to the Flairs?
Roman: That's what we need to find out, that's the reason I called you
Becky: What do I have to do?
Roman: I don't know? Be friends with her? earn her trust and all, it's up to you, just do it, it's a deal. If you fail, then you know what's coming to you and your mom
Becky: Ok, ok I get it, I'll do it. Bye
Call Ended
I can't believe I have to do this to Charlotte, I mean she's so pretty ugh, I really have to do this or else my mum will know everything I did back in Detroit
