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"Damn it," Christian muttered irritably as he cast a glare at his brother. "You kept me up half the night, you know! What the hell were you doing?"
Edge smirked at the other man.
"Just browsing the internet, that's all. Sorry if I bothered you."
"'Bothered me' is an understatement," Christian snapped. "You were chatting with someone, weren't you? That damn dinging half the night!"
"Actually, yeah," the taller blond admitted. He couldn't help grinning as he thought about Chris. "I met this chick on Yahoo! Messenger last night. She totally reeks of awesomeness!"
Christian simply stared at him for a beat, then suddenly burst out in laughter. To the shorter blond man, this was just too hilarious.
"What?" Edge asked with a frown.
"Dude! You met a girl online... How do you know it's not a guy?"
"She's *not* a guy!"
The blond laughed again, this time more softly. He waved a hand at his brother in a dismissive manner.
"Whatever, man... Even if it *is* a girl, you don't know what she looks like - she could be five hundred pounds with no teeth and have a bald spot or something... Oh, and she could be eighty years old!" Another fit of laughter burst from Christian's lungs.
"No she's not, you little prick!" Edge exclaimed. He was really getting pissed now. Christian couldn't talk about Chris like that! She was none of those things his brother had just said! Well, except for the part about being a girl. "Why don't you just shut up? And she's not eighty because I think from her screen name she was born in 1975!"
"Jeez... Fine, have it your way, Edge... But if it comes down to you meeting this person and she's everything or *anything* I just said - don't say I didn't tell you so!"
"Fine - I *won't*!" Edge snapped. Why did Christian insist on ruining this for him?
"I'm just gonna say one last thing about this," the smaller man said. He could barely contain the grin on his face, the further chuckles he felt begging to break free. "Twenty dollars says I'm right and that you'll be horribly disappointed when you see this person."
Edge smirked, absolutely not amused by his brother's attitude and wiseass remarks.
"Sure... Whatever," he snapped. "But the only reason I'm taking you up on this stupidity is because I want to *prove* what an idiot you truly are." Edge reached out and put his pinky out to seal the bet.
Christian grinned like a Cheshire cat as he grabbed onto his brother's pinky with his own.
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Lita woke up groggy, but happy. She instantly recalled her online conversation with Joe. God, he was so nice! And despite not being able to see her or knowing what she looked like, he'd made her feel so beautiful. She wondered what he would think if he actually *saw* her, though - huge tattoo on her shoulder, tongue piercing and all.
The redhead smiled to herself as she puttered around her hotel room. It was amazing what a single online conversation with a nice guy could do to pick up her mood. She even found herself wondering when she would have the pleasure of meeting Joe.
The more she thought about it, the more it excited her.