The Champ ISSSS....Bored

The camera spits on as Def-jam is seen Strolling down the hallway. His hands are in the pockets of his Faded Jeans. His Dog tags gently tap on his Avenged Sevenfold Tee shirt. His title fastened around his waist. He is Gazing off into nothingness.
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OOC: Open to someone to come in

*Jack walks down the hallway and bumps into DJ.*

Jack: Before you say anything. Nice shirt by the way. But theres a reason you champ. You put me to the limit and was able to beat me. But you got lucky.

Def-jam gazes down letting his shades slide to the tip of his nose
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Def-jam: call it what you want. I left you a bloody wreck in the ring and left with my title.

Jack: Really, I dont know how im walking right now after that glass table. God these 2 months i had to get therapy for my back. What im saying is that there is a reason your still champ. Your The King of Extreme

*Jack Winks and turns around walking down the hall*

Def-jam Shrugs and turns to walk off when he sees a girl walking around in the back. He gives a smirk to himself before walking in her direction. The Camera Fadess as Def-jam turns the corner.