Keith Kole's House
Roughly a week after Ascension
Keith Kole sat on his couch in his home, comfy red basketball shorts and a dingy white shirt is what he wore as he stood up, frustrated at his attempt to book his flight to the next show. He flung his notebook across the room.
Kole: This is bullshit! Shouldn't be this hard to get a goddamn flight booked. Maybe I should message Kassandra, apologize and get her to come back and handle all this stuff.
Kole looked around. His house was a mess, him not being used to scheduling all his travels and hotels and etc by himself. He looked at his phone, pausing before sending a text off to his friend, asking her to come over. Kole still hasn't heard from anyone from FlexAmerica in almost a month, and ever since Kross left, Kole has been disoriented to no extent.
Instead of cleaning or possibly trying to book his flight, Kole instead loads up his copy of Madden 20, intending to build up his Dolphins via franchise mode....
A Few Hours Later...
A knock at the door wakes up the sleeping Kole from his slumber on the couch. He jumps up, quickly getting to the door and opening it to an impatient Kassandra Kross. She walks in and after a quick glance turns her look of disgust to Kole.
Kross: Really? Been home for about a week and can't clean? Typical man. Anyways, I saw your last match. You should've won, and if those allies from FlexAmerica would've shown up you probably would have.
Kole looked semi offended before replying
Kole: Actually, I haven't heard from anyone in FlexAmerica in quite some time. And maybe you were right, maybe I don't need them going forward.
Kross: Excuse me what? I was what? Right? Of course I was right Keith. But what about that whore you're so infatuated with? Betcha you jump at the chance to help her in her title match huh?
Kole sighs and shakes his head, not looking forward to giving her more to gloat about.
Kole: Haven't heard from her either actually. Again you may be right in that she got what she wanted from me and tossed me aside. That doesn't matter though. I know what I have to do. I also know I don't really need FA. But....i do need you. Can you forgive my dumbass and come back to being my WZCW manager?
Kole makes the most pitiful face possible, making big puppy dog eyes to his friend, waiting her response.
Kross looks and try as she may, can't help but start laughing.
Kross: Ugh, if it means you stop making that face, I'll come back. But don't you ever tell me I'm jealous of some thrift shop hooker ever again!
Kole bumrushes her and gives her a big hug before quickly grabbing his notebook and handing it to Kassandra.
Kole: Great, you can start by figuring out how we're getting to Panama City, where we're staying and oh yea the match there vs Garth Black is coming in less than a week.....so chop chop miss manager you!!
Kole laughs and goes back to playing Madden as Kassandra resists the urge to smack the shit outta him.
Kross: Sometimes I just don't know why I try helping you anymore. Panama City vs Garth Black huh? That's a former world champion you're facing.
Kole: (uninterested) Yea uh huh, former champ, lemme know when it's done.
Kross looks at her friend with mock hatred before begrudgingly grabbing her phone and making the travel arrangements. Maybe Kole can get on track now that he isn't relying on others.....besides her of course.
