Monday Night Raw, December first.

After losing to LA Night, Jey had left. Well, after having thrown the prime cart and one of the steel steps. He was pissed. Respectedly. It was a cheap, dry win by LA Night.

Now, you were a wrestler as well, though, you had turned heel after Aj Styles was the reason you lost your championship title to Dominik Mysterio. It was accidental but it had set you off, much like how Jey had been after losing to LA Night.

So, who did Jey go to?

You.

He wanted to blow off steam and he knew you did too.

He had turned heel the week after losing to LA Night, coining the whole 'crashout Jey' type of nickname.

"Hey." Jey said, catching up to you backstage. "We outta talk."

"Yeah, 'bout what?" You questioned, raising a brow as you looked at Jey.

To say you weren't interested? That would've been a flat out lie.

"You tag with me against Aj Styles and Dragon Lee for the tag team championships." Jey said bluntly, staring at you.

"This cause you lost to LA Night?" You questioned sarcastically, intentionally poking fun at Jey.

"No-" Jey snapped back defensively before pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I wanna get my hands on someone and I know you want to get your hands on Aj." He said before folding his arms, staring at you.

That much was true. You had been wanting to beat the hell out of Aj for weeks.

And turning down a chance to tag with Jey?

That would've been stupid.