Brianna, who had been quiet until now, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I've been feeling it too. It's like we're all circling around the same thing, but no one wants to say it out loud." She paused, her brow furrowing as she considered her words. "I don't want this to mess up our friendship. We've all been through a lot together, and the last thing I want is for something like this to come between us."
April nodded. "That's exactly why I wanted to talk. I don't want this to come between us either. But we can't pretend like we don't have feelings for him. I'm not saying we need to figure everything out right now, but we should at least be honest with each other."
Nicole shifted in her seat, her eyes narrowing slightly as she spoke. "So what do we do then? I mean, it's not like any of us can just turn off our feelings. Sandro's important to all of us, and it's not like he's made a choice either."
"That's the thing," April said, her voice softening. "Sandro hasn't made a choice, and I don't think it's fair to push him into one. He's focused on his career, the tag team tournament, and everything else going on. But at the same time, I think we all know that at some point, he will have to make a decision. And if we're not careful, we're going to end up hurting each other in the process."
Brianna bit her lip, nodding thoughtfully. "You're right. I've been thinking about that, too. I don't want to be in a situation where we're competing for his attention or where things get ugly between us. But at the same time, I can't just stop how I feel about him."
Nicole sighed, running a hand through her hair. "None of us can. But maybe we can agree on one thing—whatever happens, we don't let it ruin our friendships. We've been through too much together to let that happen."
April's sweet smile lingered for a moment as she gathered her thoughts, looking between Nicole and Brianna. She could tell this conversation would be delicate, but she felt it needed to be said. After taking a deep breath, she decided to dive into the heart of what had been weighing on her mind.
"Okay," she started cautiously, "I know this is going to sound a bit unconventional, but hear me out. I've been thinking about our situation, the way we all feel about Sandro, and the fact that none of us wants to hurt each other. It got me thinking about something that might help us all find some middle ground."
Nicole and Brianna both leaned in slightly, sensing that something big was coming. April's hesitation was uncharacteristic, but it made them curious.
"You both know that a few years ago, the polygamy law was passed, right?" April asked, her tone tentative but clear.
Nicole raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the direction this was heading, while Brianna's face immediately contorted into an expression of confusion and mild disgust.
"Wait, what are you trying to say?" Brianna interjected, her voice sharper than she intended. "Are you seriously suggesting that... we all share Sandro?"
April looked down for a moment, clearly anticipating this reaction, but she pressed on. "Look, I know it sounds strange, but just think about it for a second. We all care about Sandro, and we all know he cares about us too. He's stuck in the middle, probably feeling torn between us, and it's not fair to him either. What if instead of competing, we found a way to make it work for all of us?"
Nicole, who had been watching April closely, tilted her head slightly, considering the idea. "So, you're saying that instead of forcing Sandro to choose between us, we could... I don't know... come to some kind of agreement?"
April nodded, her eyes meeting Nicole's. "Exactly. I'm not saying it's going to be easy or that it's something we all have to agree on right away, but it's an option. One that could keep us from hurting each other or Sandro."
Brianna, still visibly unsettled, shook her head. "April, I get that you're trying to find a solution, but polygamy? Really? I don't know if I could ever be okay with something like that. It feels... wrong."
April bit her lip, understanding Brianna's discomfort. "I get it, Brianna. Trust me, I do. But think about the alternative. If Sandro eventually has to choose between us, someone is going to get hurt. And knowing how much he cares about all of us, I don't think he wants that either."
Brianna crossed her arms, clearly conflicted. "But how would that even work? What, we all just... what, we all become his girlfriends or something? And we're all okay with it?"
Nicole, still deep in thought, interjected. "I don't know, Brianna. It does sound weird, but at the same time, it's not like polygamy is illegal anymore. Some people do make it work. I'm not saying I'm on board yet, but maybe it's something worth considering. Like April said, Sandro's not the kind of guy who would want to hurt any of us, and this could be a way to avoid that."
Brianna uncrossed her arms, her face softening slightly but still filled with uncertainty. "But what about us? I mean, what if one of us feels left out, or like we're just waiting in line for his attention? How would something like this even be fair?"
April leaned forward, her voice soft but steady. "I don't have all the answers, Brianna. I'm not saying it's going to be easy, but if we talk things through and set boundaries, maybe it could work. If we're all honest with each other and with Sandro, maybe it doesn't have to feel like a competition anymore."
Nicole nodded slowly, seemingly warming up to the idea. "I guess it would depend on communication. If we were all on the same page and made sure no one felt neglected, it could be possible. I mean, Sandro's not the type of guy to play favorites, and I think he genuinely cares about all of us equally. But this would take a lot of trust."
Brianna sighed, her shoulders slumping a little as she stared at the table. "I just don't know. It feels... strange. I'm not used to the idea of sharing someone like that. It goes against everything I've ever thought about relationships."
April reached out and gently touched Brianna's arm, her eyes sincere. "I understand, Brianna. And I'm not saying you have to agree to it. We can't force anyone into something they're not comfortable with. But if we keep doing what we're doing now, someone's going to get hurt, and I don't want that for any of us."
The table fell into silence again, each of them lost in their thoughts. April knew this was a big ask, and she didn't expect Brianna to come around immediately. But she also knew that the tension between them had to be addressed before it escalated further.
After a long pause, Nicole spoke again, her voice more measured now. "Maybe we don't have to decide anything right now. But we should keep talking about this, at least. I'm willing to hear more about how this could work. I care about Sandro, and I care about you two as well. I don't want to lose what we have, either."
Brianna exhaled slowly, her brow still furrowed. "I guess we could keep talking. But I'm not making any promises. This is just... a lot to take in."
April smiled warmly, grateful that they were at least willing to keep the conversation going. "That's all I'm asking. We don't have to figure everything out tonight. But if we can be open with each other and with Sandro, maybe we can find a way through this that doesn't leave anyone brokenhearted."
The tension at the table seemed to ease slightly, though there was still an undercurrent of uncertainty. The waiter arrived with their food, breaking the intensity of the conversation, and for a few moments, they all focused on their plates, allowing the weight of the discussion to settle.
As they ate, the conversation turned to lighter topics—wrestling, upcoming matches, and the FCW women's division. The three women found themselves laughing and reminiscing about their shared experiences, the camaraderie they had built through their struggles in the business.
But even as they laughed, the conversation from earlier lingered in the background, unspoken but ever-present. They all knew that eventually, they would have to come back to it, to face the complex emotions they had for Sandro and for each other. But for now, they were content to take things one step at a time.
After finishing their meal, the three women sat in comfortable silence for a while, each of them reflecting on the conversation they had just had. April, for her part, felt a sense of relief that they had finally broached the topic, even if it was far from resolved. She knew that it would take time for all of them to fully come to terms with the idea, but at least the conversation was out in the open now.
Nicole leaned back in her chair, glancing at both April and Brianna with a small smile. "Well, this has been... interesting," she said with a hint of sarcasm, but her tone was light. "I'm glad we talked, though. It's better than keeping all this bottled up."
Brianna nodded, though her expression remained a bit guarded. "Yeah. I still don't know how I feel about all this, but I guess it's better than pretending everything's fine when it's not."
April smiled at both of them, feeling hopeful despite the uncertainty. "We'll figure it out. One way or another, we'll find a way to make this work—whether it's what I suggested or something else entirely. The important thing is that we don't lose sight of what matters: our friendship and making sure no one gets hurt."
The three of them sat together for a while longer, sipping their drinks and talking about everything but the complicated feelings swirling around Sandro. But as they prepared to leave the diner, April couldn't help but feel like they had taken an important first step toward resolving the situation, even if the road ahead was still uncertain.
As they walked out into the night, April glanced at Nicole and Brianna, feeling a sense of solidarity between them. Whatever happened next, they would face it together, just as they had faced every challenge that had come their way in the wrestling world. And maybe, just maybe, they would find a way through this, too.
With the night ending, several days passed by, and it was Monday once again—the night of the FCW Live Television Show. The atmosphere was electric as the final match of the FCW Tag Team Championship Tournament approached. This event was highly anticipated, with Dragon Boom—Sandro and Kofi's newly named team—set to face Nick Nemeth and Shawn Spears in the main event.
The tension surrounding this rematch was palpable, as Dragon Boom had already managed to defeat Nemeth and Spears once before. Now, with the championship on the line, everyone knew this match would be a defining moment in their careers.
Sandro and Kofi spent the weekend fine-tuning their strategy. Both were well aware that Nemeth and Spears would come into this match more prepared and more ruthless than in their previous encounter. Sandro, in particular, had been feeling the weight of the pressure, not just because of the tag team tournament but also because of everything else happening in his life.
As the FCW arena began to fill with fans, the backstage area buzzed with excitement. Wrestlers prepared for their respective matches, but all eyes were on the main event. Sandro and Kofi were sitting in the locker room, dressed in their matching ring gear emblazoned with the newly established Dragon Boom logo.
The camaraderie between the two had grown stronger over the weeks, and their chemistry as a tag team had become undeniable. They had a shared vision for the night—winning the tag team titles and cementing their place in FCW history.
"I'm feeling good about this one, Sandro," Kofi said, stretching his arms out as they prepared. "We've been working hard, and tonight, it's going to pay off. I can feel it."
Sandro nodded, running a hand through his hair, his face a mix of focus and determination. "Yeah, man. We've come this far, no way we're stopping now. We know how Nick and Shawn operate. They're tough, but we've got the edge. We just have to stick to our game plan."
Kofi grinned, his energy infectious as always. "Dragon Boom is about to make history, my friend."
Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. Dusty Rhodes, the man who had been instrumental in bringing Sandro into FCW and a key figure in guiding their rise, stepped into the room.
"Y'all ready for this?" Dusty asked, his tone both fatherly and serious. He was proud of how far they had come, but he also knew this match wouldn't be easy.
"We're ready, Dusty," Sandro replied, standing up. "We've been preparing for this moment, and we're going to make you proud."
Dusty smiled warmly, his eyes glinting with pride. "I know y'all will. Just remember—don't let them dictate the pace. Keep them on their toes, use your speed and teamwork. And Sandro, when the time's right, hit that Dragon's Shot. That move's gonna be the difference-maker tonight." Sandro nodded, appreciating the advice. Dusty had been a mentor to him in more ways than one, and his guidance meant the world.
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 18 (2008)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida USA
Brand: FCW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Style
Faction: Dragon Boom (Tag Team)
Championship History: 0