everyone loved you, and saying people didnt would be a lie. you were number one in the wrestling world. currently a rising star that only got bigger, and bigger every appearance on tv. AEW knew they had hit gold signing you.

other wrestlers in the locker room seemed to love to talk about you. you were the current talk of the locker room and for good reasons.

everyone wanted to be you or wanted you. your skills in ring were simply unmatched for the little amount of time you had been wrestling. not to mention you certainly didnt struggle at all in the looks department.

so of course, it didnt take long for you to get involved with another young and talented wrestler; hook.

“wanna stretch?” a soft and familiar voice spoke to you as you felt a hand be placed on your lower back. it was wednesday night meaning it was time for AEW dynamite and you, along with hook, were both booked for matches tonight. “dont want you tearin somethin.”