Punk had been bored for the past few days at home. Hope and Jaime both had jobs at separate wrestling companies. It was only Punk and Evan in the Chicago townhouse. "Wanna invite a few friends over tonight?" Evan asked. "Sure man! How about Colt, Roderick and Curt" Punk grinned. The two knew that when they got together with their old buddies the bordem would go away. Punk started calling up his friends and set up a small get together at eight. "C'mon let's cook up some snacks for the party. I mean we can do that right?" Punk grabbed his crutches.
While they rummaged through the cabinets Evan noticed his reflection in the mirror. "Woah I have chunked up haven't I?" He remarked. "Not too much. You just got a little love handle thing going on. Maybe Jaime likes you like that" Punk said thoughtfully. Evan shrugged and pulled out some snacks to prepare. Soon enough the boys showed up for the party. "Daaaamn boy what'd you eat?" Colt joked. Evan patted his soft stomach and grinned, "your mom's cooking buddy." "Ooooohhh he got you on that one" Roderick Strong laughed.
Hope and Jaime stepped closer to their front door. "Do you smell that?" Jaime wretched. "I smell....cocktail weenies!" Hope gasped. She always loved when her boyfriend made his specialty snack food. "No! Its...its cheese whiz...and axe body spray...and miller lite lime. No!!! Its Colt, Roderick and Curt" Jaime groaned as he opened the door. Colt couldn't wait to give his longtime rival a huge hug. "Hi Scott." Jaime groaned. "We were wondering when you two would get home" Colt said. "And Jay I wanna know what you've been feeding my boy Matty. He's gained at least a good ten pounds!" "Nothing out of the usual Colt" Jaime rolled his eyes.
Hope grabbed a plate to share with her man. "I thought I said to stay off that ankle sir" she crossed her arms. "Well I feel better. I thought you'd let me" Punk made big puppy dog eyes at her. "Damn it Philip! I can't stay mad at you" Hope broke down.
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