>>16574484Imagine being HBK in NXT and having to be all like "damn, Jacy, you fuckin' fine, all sexy with your tight body and horrific androgynous monster face. I would totally have sex with you, both as a work and the shoot me." when all he really wants to do is give another Canadian a screwjob. Like seriously imagine having to be Shawn Michaels and not only book the show while Jacy Jayne flaunts her disgusting body in front of you, the favorable lighting barely concealing her stretchmarks and leathery skin, and just sit there, take after take, hour after hour, while she wrestles on NXT. Not only having to tolerate her monstrous fucking visage but her haughty attitude as everyone on set tells her she's STILL GOT IT and DAMN, JACY JAYNE IS A BADDIE LIKE THAT?? because they're not the ones who have to sit there and watch her mannish fucking gremlin face contort into types of grimaces you didn't even know existed before that day. You've been fucking nothing but a healthy diet of blondes and ringrats and later alleged rape victims for your ENTIRE CAREER coming straight out of the indies from Crockett promotions. You've never even seen anything this fucking disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste the sweat that's breaking out on her dimpled stomach as she sucks it in to writhe it suggestively at you, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to book her and revel in her "statuesque (for that is what she calls herself)" beauty, the beauty she worked so hard for with personal trainers in the previous months. And then Hunter calls and tell you to book her again, and you know you could kill every single person in the lockerroom before the NXT security could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're the fucking Heart Break Kid. You're not going to lose your future head of talent relations job over this. Just bear it. Hide your face and take the sweet chin music.
