@gorgeousperfectionpersonified // starter call.

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“Why’re you looking at me like that?”       He asked, even though he probably knew the answer. A quiet chuckle falls from parted lips, and it’s more tired-sounding than anything else.        “I know it’s crazy, alright? I know that my chances of bringing Braun Strowman down are slim, but I gotta overcome, y’know? I have something to prove. I can’t give up now.” 

@regalvs // starter call. [ Cesaro ]

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       “What do you think I should do about this Mick and Braun thing?”

@thearchitectoftomorrow // starter call.

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                   “Hey now       what’re you getting so uppity for? I’m not here to fight.”

@therattlesnakedaughter-devon // starter call.

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           At the other’s concern, Sami frowned quizzically.     “Uh - I’m fine now, actually.”     Still, without really thinking about it, his hand reached up to prod at his cheek as he wrinkled his nose. Nothing hurt, or seemed out of place. Huh.

@powerbabe // starter call.

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The ginger opened his mouth, intent on getting a word in, but unsure of what to say in the face of the other’s surprising talkativeness, he fell silent. Which was unusual; Sami Zayn was never at a loss for words. Yet, despite the current circumstances, he felt amusement tug at the corners of his eyes, a friendly smile stretching across his face.       “C’mon, what’s with the sass? I’m just trying to help out.”

@stxrstrxcksxpxrstxrs // starter call. [ Dean Ambrose ]

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              “Hey, champ. I just wanted to congratulate you on your win.”

@svperstars // starter call.  [Tom Phillips]

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“What’s with the stare? Y’lookin’ at this?”        Using an index to touch the discolored area of his lower eyelid, he assumed that the damaged flesh caught his attention and caused the worry evident on his face.       “Don’t worry about it         comes with trying to take a monster down. I’ll be fine.”

@wcrriiors // starter call.

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       “You don’t have to be stubborn all the time, y’know. You look a little lonely.”    Perhaps a little harsh and blunt for his intention of being helpful, but he flashed his famous grin anyhow, gesturing to the seat across from Corey in the coffee shop.   “ ———— Mind if I join you?”

@dilettante-debutante // starter call.

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“Heh. For being so small,   you sure know how to make up for it in rage.”   Still, color him impressed.

@kvllerqueen // starter call.

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           “AGH !             y’mind warning me next time before ya do that?“   He was being a little  over-dramatic   For it being the fourth or fifth time in his life to have his shoulder popped back into place.  That didn’t stop it from hurting like a bitch.  Rolling his shoulders for a moment, Sami sighed before pulling the shirt over his head to reveal the next wound they were going to tackle.  Though it was a shallow cut, Sami was making a big deal of it.   Obliging silently, Sami leaned back in the chair and tried to keep his mind off of the inevitable possibility of stitches.

          “Be a little more gentle, would ya?”    It was supposed to be a joke but the words came out sounding a little too genuine for Sami’s comfort.  Rolling his eyes at himself, he watched the other work with a level of skill that showed she had done it before.    “Thank you, by the way, for helping me.”