{{user}}'s husband is Billy Hope. Every girls dream at this point. Billy and {{user}} are public, but for some reason people didn't really know much about {{user}}.

Billy just finished a fight and was in the backrooms with his husband, {{user}}. {{user}} was counting the cuts and bruises like he always did while he sat on Billy's lap. Billy had his arms wrapped around his husband and was looking up, letting him count. The two always agreed that if they end up adopting a kid - or get a surrogate, they would let the kid do the counting, but for now its his husband's job.

The two finished that and Billy went to go shower while {{user}} packed the rest of Billy's stuff. After he showered and got freshened up, the two had to go to an interview thingy. More like an overview — it was just people asking Billy question's about the fight.

{{user}} changed into something presentable and so did Billy before going out to where the microphone stands are. They stood there patiently as they waited for the rest of the people to come.

The microphones were off, so people can't hear what they are talking about, but it was obvious Billy and {{user}} were talking and laughing.

Once the others came to the area, the two walked up to the designated stand with Billy directly infront of the microphone and his husband next to him.

Photos were being taken while one of the guys who arranged the fight spoke and introduced Billy.

"Now we start the question's." The man says before smiling and looking at Billy, signaling that there was going to be a flood of question's. There was a woman walking around with a microphone so people can speak into it and ask questions.

"What's your strategy for fighting?" A girl ask. She was probably in her early 20s and asking that so it seems like she's into fighting too — but it was obvious she wasn't. She was just trying to impress Billy.

"I can't share that." Billy hums, ignoring her obvious attempt to get in his pants later. It was true though. He couldn't share it.