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Lita ran a hand through her hair, a feeling of restlessness overtaking her as she sat in the hotel room she was sharing with her best friend, Jeff Hardy.
She was feeling mighty lonely, and downright terrible after the argument she'd had with Edge earlier that night. God, that man was such a jerk... She wondered why she would be bothered by anything he would say, but damn it, she was.
She glanced over at Jeff, who was fast asleep on the other bed. A few of their WWF coworkers actually believed the two of them were an item, or at least friends with benefits - and the fact that they often roomed together while on the road definitely fueled these misconceptions - but in reality, Lita and the younger Hardy brother were only best friends. Well, that and, they were like brother and sister. The redhead certainly considered Jeff more of a brother than her actual brother, Billy, had ever been to her.
She was feeling downright lonely and wished her rainbow-haired friend was awake so she could talk to him. At the same time, it was quite late, so she didn't want to disturb him.
Sighing, Lita decided to entertain herself with her laptop computer. She took it with her whenever she traveled so as to keep up with everything occurring in the cyberworld.
The diva opened, then turned on her computer, sitting up against the headboard of her hotel bed, the laptop resting on her legs.
She surfed random websites for a little while, including the Hardy Boyz official site, before she grew tired of that and then went elsewhere... Yahoo!
Lita paused as her eyes stared at the blank space in which she would type some keyword or phrase with which to do a search.
Her heart pounded hard, her eyes shifting over to her best friend. Jeff was still sound asleep. In fact, he was even beginning to snore...
Good... Because then, she wouldn't have to feel quite so ridiculous - or pathetic - as she did.
Holding her breath, the redhead typed in a search, and in seconds, an entire slew of findings came up on the screen. She began to search through the choices that were brought up, unable to rid herself of the strangely guilty feelings that had suddenly come over her. But it was ridiculous - she had no reason to feel guilty. She was a single girl, damn it!
Then, after a moment, she realized that it was not guilt that was plaguing her - it was shame... Again, Lita told herself she had nothing to be ashamed of. So what if she was searching for and through online personals? She was lonely and only looking for someone to chat with - or so she told herself... There was absolutely nothing wrong with what she was doing.
The redhead found a personals website called 'Singles Web,' and, the unfortunate feeling of shame still within, began to browse.
She did a search for men between the ages of twenty and thirty-five, who resided in any part of the United States or Canada - and hundreds of results popped up on her laptop's screen.
Lita's eyes widened at the extent of guys the search had produced. There were over eight-hundred of them. Maybe she should narrow it down a bit...
She refined her search to include only those men who were between five-ten and six-six, with athletic or muscular bodies and who were animal lovers and enjoyed rock music. And this time, the search produced little more than two hundred.
She shrugged. Two hundred was certainly a lot less than eight hundred. She began scanning through ads, some of which had a photograph, some which did not. Lita actually found herself more interested in the latter - it was much more mysterious if you didn't know what the person looked like, not to mention fun. Because, as far as she was concerned, she could just concoct a guy's image in her own mind.
Finally, after searching through at least a good sixty-something ads, one peaked her interest. There was no photo with it, but the guy described himself as handsome, six-foot-four, with blond hair. He was from Canada and was a bigtime animal lover as well as a sports fan - particularly of hockey. One of his favorite bands was Metallica, and he aspired to one day play guita in his own band. He went by the handle of DevilsFan1030.
Lita smiled. It looked like she'd found herself a winner... She noted that the guy's nickname on the site was also his Yahoo! screen name and that he used Yahoo! Instant Messenger as well.
She wondered if he might be online right at that moment. There's only one way to tell, she thought.
Then, hastily, she started up her own Yahoo! Instant Messenger...