HE WAS RIDING THE HIGHEST OF EMOTIONAL WAVES ONCE HE MADE IT BACKSTAGE. he felt that he made his point to gargano and should the absolute fool want to challenge him again, that was his fate to seal. aleister left everything that needed to be said or done inside the ring with the unconscious assailant of this summer’s heinous attack on him. making his way through the curtain, a deep inhale through his nose accompanied by closed eyes was followed by a loud sigh. bright blues eyes opened slowly to lead him down a long hall with a towel thrown over his shoulder. adrenaline still pumped through his veins like an interstate during rush hour and all he had was one thing on his mind–—–johnny would be spared the immense embarrassment when he awoke in the hospital, unable to remember a single fucking thing from their match.
the attempted pats on the back by his co–workers were avoided. he didn’t need their affirmation after they all turned a blind eye when he was attacked. there was absolutely no excuse as to why none of them saw johnny was the culprit... except nikki. a rage began to light inside again at the thought, but it was stopped as soon as he saw ember. approaching her with a barely there smile, the taller dutchman ran a thumb across her jawline as he spoke. “ i told you i would get the job done. how was that? ” voice oozed ego, but he meant well.
♡ — @PEACEIINWAR // POST–WARGAMES SC !