Twitter War

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[TJ Pain stood in the kitchen of he and Roxxanne's apartment. A cabinet in front of him is open and he has a prescription bottle in his hand. On the counter sits a bottle of Guinness and his iPhone with his Twitter app open. He sees a recent tweet and chuckles before opening the bottle, pulling out three pills and downing them with his beer. He gives a quick shiver and shakes his head as he puts the cap back on the bottle and putting it in the cabinet. Just before he shuts the door, it can be seen they are pain killers. TJ lifts up his pone and leans back against the counter. He smiles slyly as he types out another tweet. suddenly, Roxxanne is standing there and glaring at TJ with er arms crossed.]

Roxxanne: "What in the hell are you doing?"

TJ: "Tweeting."

Roxxanne: "I know that. I've been looking at it on the laptop. What is with all the bullshit pick up lines?"

TJ: "Just being in character Roxxy. That's all."

Roxxanne: 'Don't give me that, TJ. I've known you too long to not know that you have no character. It's all you."

TJ: *Grinning* "Maybe I want an open marriage."

Roxxanne: "Your jokes are really not helping right now."

TJ: "Oh come on."

[TJ walks over and places an arm over Roxxanne's shoulders. She pushes it off.]

Roxxanne: "No. There's no 'oh come on'. This is serious and so disrespectful to me."

TJ: "Jesus. I thought it would be funny and was pretty sure you would know I wasn't serious."

Roxxanne: "I never know with you anymore. One day you're happy and then the next you are the most miserable person in the world."

TJ: "Well wrestling does get pretty stressful."

Roxxanne: "Don't use that as a crutch! And is that a beer?! You know what thee doctor said about taking your pain pills with alcohol."

TJ: *Now getting aggravated.* "Oh for fuck's sake, Roxxanne. You've seen me do worse."

Roxxanne: "Doesn't mean you should do it! I mena look at yourself! You are twenty three and look near forty some days. You're aging yourself!"

TJ: "Only on the outside. Shit, who cares if I loo a little old?"

Roxxanne: "That's bullshit and you know it. I saw you in that tag match. Hard not to miss how slow you were moving when you're standing at fucking ringside. You need a break."

TJ: "Fuck no I don't!"

Roxxanne: "You have wrestled non stop the entire year in some of the craziest and stupidest matches known to man. You need a break before you die."

TJ: "A few of those matches were because of you. Remember the Kuk incident?"

Roxxanne: *Looking away* "That has nothing to do with this situation."

TJ: "OH I THINK IT DOES!"

Roxxanne: "Don't yell at me."

TJ: "Well you won;t listen any other way! God you're as hard ehaded as..."

Roxxanne: "YOU?!"

TJ: "Don;t take me off point here. Most of those so called 'crazy and stupid' matches were defending you, Roxxanne. I jumped off a ladder at Kuk thirty feet up in the air for YOU."

Roxxanne: "No one told you to..."

TJ: *Going on a tirade* "Oh and let's not forget it was all because YOU fucked HIM behind MY back and got pregnant with HIS kid that died and he went nuts."

Roxxanne: *Unable to look at TJ. Very hurt.* "Do you really have to remind me of a failed pregnancy?"

TJ: "And let's definitely not forget how you FAKED YOUR FUCKING SUICIDE, probably went and off and fucked Kuk again and then came back! And I let you come back!"

Roxxanne: "I like how you aren't blaming Kuk at all."

TJ: "Bros before hoes."

[Just as TJ realizes how dumb what he just said was, Roxxanne gasps and turns away, stomping into the bedroom. TJ quickly follows and as he walks into the room , he sees her grabbing a gym bag out of the closet.]

TJ: "Roxxy don't."

Roxxanne: "No. I can't believe you just said that! I thought we had put all of that bull shit in the past but no. You just have to drag it back up every argument. and I'm tired of it."

TJ: "I'm sorry."

Roxxanne: "I don't care how sorry you say you are."

TJ: "Put the bag back please."

Roxxanne: "No. I'm grabbing my shit and driving to Reno."

TJ: "You are not going to Clarence's house."

Roxxanne: "You can't tell me to not go to my own brother's house."

TJ: "Roxxanne, he smokes meth."

Roxxanne: "He's clean now."

TJ: "Bullshit."

Roxxanne: "How do you know?"

TJ: "He called me high as shit askin' for free tickets he could scalp."

Roxxanne: "Whatever."

TJ: "Come on, Roxxy. I'm sorry. Don't go anywhere."

[Roxxanne flops onto the bed and puts her head in her hands. TJ slowly sits beside her and puts an arm around her. Roxxanne begins to cry and buries her face into his chest. She begins to punch him and yell. all the while TJ just sits there. He knows he deserves it. After a few minutes, Roxxanne looks back up to TJ.]

Roxxanne: "I'm staying but on two conditions. One, you have to put everything in the past."

TJ: "Already done."

Roxxanne: "And two, you need to take some time off."

TJ: "I can't do that."

Roxxanne: "It's not a suggestion. I am not watching you kill yourself. God knows there's enough cash flow coming in from your band's merch sales for you to take some time off."

TJ: "Okay. Fine. I promise that if I loose the title next week, I'll take some time off. Deal?"

Roxxanne: "It'll have to do."

[TJ holds Roxxanne tighter as things fade out.]