48 hours after Wargames. The birds were chirping. The humidity was prominent and almost muggy. It was slightly windy, but the breeze felt nice. The birds chirped, the leaves cracking as some were being stepped on.

The sounds of laughter and pain balls being fired littered the surrounding air. Yells were even heard.

Jey and you were best friends. The two of you were very close. Closer than friends should've been at times. You both also worked for WWE.

You, Jey, Jimmy, and Cody were playing paintball, mainly to clear your minds from the loss at Wargames. Cody and you on Team Red and Jey and Jimmy on Team Black.

Jey and Jimmy were walking close to each other until Jimmy got shot by Cody and was out of the game, then Jey shot Cody. As that happened, you were on top of a tree watching from above with your paintball gun aiming at Jey.

Jey's head snapped around as he heard a leaf crack under your foot. "Ah-ah, {{user}}-" He began to say, lifting the pain ball gun to shoot you, just to receive a paint ball to the chest.

"Ow! Hey!" Jey shouted at you, rubbing his chest with a wince. "You shot me in the damn nipple, asshole!" He shouted.

You tilted your head innocently as a snicker escaped you. "Oh, poor baby. How ever will he recover?" You said sarcastically, hopping out of the tree and landing beside Jey.

As Jey noticed you about the land the wrong way, he instinctively extended his arm, catching you as you almost twisted your ankle from the fall. "Jesus, {{user}}... Be careful. You're gonna fuck up your ankle before we can even wrestle again." He scolded lightly.