A wicked interaction

**Whydoicry is standing outside the locker room. He looks ready for his match but something is clearly on his mind. He flipping a coin and whistling. Wicked Blitz steps out of the locker room and sees Whydoicry. He goes to scream for his stable mates but Whydoicry interrupts him before he can speak**

Whydoicry: Wicked, I know that you hate me. But hear me out. These guys have made you their whipping boy. Soldier has made you look like a fool on more than one occasion. Rather than taking that shit lying down, why don't you stand up for yourself. Stop letting Chris Brooks and Soldier123 from stepping all over you. Look you can tell me to go fuck myself. But you know I have a point. If you don't want to listen to me that is your prerogative. But at least think about it.

**"Simple Man (Acoustic Verison) by Shiedown starts echoing thru out the arena. **

Whydoicry: That's my cue. Think about it.

**Whydoicry limps towards the ring**