Post by AlphaBeta on Oct 24, 2015 21:17:24 GMT -5
After a while of Benson Dane staying in the shadows of obscurity, it had been reported on various media outlets that follow professional wrestling that he had been spotted in downtown Calgary. His accomplice was reported to be a blonde woman, a woman who wasn't his previous girlfriend reported by similar media outlets.
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Benson walked hand in hand with a lovely blonde lady, previously unknown to the world of professional wrestling. As they hustled their way through the streets of Calgary's beautiful downtown scene, he looks at her and smiles.
Sweetness, we're going to get this fucking rat once and for all.
She looks up to him, a little giggle breaks her silence.
You get the rat, I'll get the pig you told me about. Baby we're looking at a slaughter!
He laughs before kissing her on the cheek.
York said I needed a valet? No, no, no. I found a God damn warrior. Fuck, I've loved ya since the 6th grade when we met. I couldn't be more excited to have ya back in my life, fully well knowing you have the same goal as me.
She smiles. So, apparently the lovely lady's name was Lynn. She wore tight blue jeans, a white tank that was covered by a brown leather jacket. Other than her look and her name, not really else was known about Benson's new ball and chain.
He stops abruptly, also stopping her in her tracks.
You know, initially the plan was to come here and fuck up Nate... But now, I'm thinking we can be here on business, too. That bitch York told me to 'convince' Nate to sign... She never said how to convince him. I think we need to find his residence pronto.
I like your thinking, Benny.
That's a first. Nobody called Benson 'Benny'. Nobody called him anything but Benson. He didn't let it phase him one bit, he just continued down the street with Lynn's hand held in his.
Whatta ya say? The plan was the go rough him up, let's make it more strategic?
Let's do it. You get the red headed bastard, I get his other half.
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Benson walked hand in hand with a lovely blonde lady, previously unknown to the world of professional wrestling. As they hustled their way through the streets of Calgary's beautiful downtown scene, he looks at her and smiles.
Sweetness, we're going to get this fucking rat once and for all.
She looks up to him, a little giggle breaks her silence.
You get the rat, I'll get the pig you told me about. Baby we're looking at a slaughter!
He laughs before kissing her on the cheek.
York said I needed a valet? No, no, no. I found a God damn warrior. Fuck, I've loved ya since the 6th grade when we met. I couldn't be more excited to have ya back in my life, fully well knowing you have the same goal as me.
She smiles. So, apparently the lovely lady's name was Lynn. She wore tight blue jeans, a white tank that was covered by a brown leather jacket. Other than her look and her name, not really else was known about Benson's new ball and chain.
He stops abruptly, also stopping her in her tracks.
You know, initially the plan was to come here and fuck up Nate... But now, I'm thinking we can be here on business, too. That bitch York told me to 'convince' Nate to sign... She never said how to convince him. I think we need to find his residence pronto.
I like your thinking, Benny.
That's a first. Nobody called Benson 'Benny'. Nobody called him anything but Benson. He didn't let it phase him one bit, he just continued down the street with Lynn's hand held in his.
Whatta ya say? The plan was the go rough him up, let's make it more strategic?
Let's do it. You get the red headed bastard, I get his other half.