9 pm
Matt is sitting with his close friend , he has his torso area wrapped because of the back targeting Sheamus did to him during the match and the trainer, a distinguished medical assistance member says to him before leaving the locker room " You should ice your back, for about a week, you're getting the week off to rest. He really did a number on you, Sheamus is very rough with everybody so don't worry, you will survive. "
" I'm aware actually, but we don't get along at all so he has a grudge against me." Matt explains, " When you are 6 ' 4 and nearly 270 pounds it is not fun to face someone my size at just barely 5 ' 9 and not only come out on the losing end. "
Daizee Haze/Haizee Haze walks in, the two had known each other for 16 years, haven't spoken in 10 years!
Haze: Matty!
Matt looked up at her still seated on the bench, his face lights up
" Hey! Long time no see! What brought you here?
She goes and sits beside him
" Don't tell me, you're to big a star for me now?" She teases.
" Nah, you were the Harley Quinn to my Joker back in the day. The Gwen Stacey or Mary Jane to my Spiderman. The Topanga Lawrence to my Cory Matthews . "
" You were as the kids say nowadays " thirsty". Sweet but VERY VERY thirsty. "
Matt thinks back to those times
" Yea, very very very much" he agrees.
The camera pans away as they talk more for a little bit then leave together, he has his bag of his gear on one shoulder, her head rested on his other as they hold hands walking out of the medical trainer room and down the hall, he has his arm around her waist.