Post by The Circle Television Network on Nov 25, 2014 19:22:10 GMT -5
FOLLOWING THE DEBUT OF THE HOT SEAT
22 November 2014
Trisha VanReardon sat in her office with the lights off as she held a bag of ice to her face following the rather explosive debut of her new show, ‘The Hot Seat.’ Her entire face felt swollen after the punch that Oni had delivered to her following her last question concerning the imminent release of her sex video by CTN. The shot had come so fast that she never saw it coming at all. One second she was in her seat and the next she was laying on the floor with her production staff surrounding her.
“FUCK!!!” she yelled as someone walked into her office and turned on the light. “TURN IT OFF!! TURN THAT LIGHT THE FUCK OFF!!!” The light shut off, but she continued to shield her eyes, still somewhat blinded. “Who is it? What the hell do you want?!!”
“DAMN!! You got knocked th’ fuck out baby!!”
Trisha groaned as the familiar voice of Maleek Raheem chimed in. “What do you want?!”
He walked into the darkened office and leaned against the wall. “Hey! I didn’t won’t shit! I just come to see if she fucked that fine ass face of yours up.” He paused, “Looks like you gonna be sportin’ a black eye for a few days by th’ look of it.”
“Great…that’s just fucking great…” she responded, halfheartedly.
Raheem considered her carefully, then asked the question. “So…you pressin’ charges?”
Trisha was quiet for a bit, then slowly removed the ice from her face as her eyes readjusted to the dark. “I’d certainly have every right to do it…and maybe I will…but the fact of the matter is that right now I have ratings gold in my hands. Whether she realizes it or not, she just raised her profile that much higher and that is going to make the official release of that video that much more sought after.” She chuckled, putting the ice back on her face. “She just paved the way for us to make this thing 100 times bigger than that Army Strong DVD of yours!”
Raheem nodded, “I guess she did…but th’ questions remains, are you gonna try to fuck her over this shit?”
Trisha was quiet for a moment as she considered what he said. “I’m not going to do anything to her…if that is what you’re worried about. What good is she to me if she is out of work? No…we need her to be in that spotlight still. The bigger, the better!” She touched her face and winced, “As for the eye…she’s going to pay for that…one way or the other, but don’t worry…I’m not going to step on your toes.”
Raheem nodded, “Cool…just wanted to be sure is all.” He threw a mocking punch in her direction. “You need to work on yo’ defense Rock…or there is gonna be a lot mo’ shiners in yo’ future!” Raheem joked as he turned to leave.
Trisha gave a mirthless chuckle, “Oh…don’t your worry about me. I have that covered.”
“I know you do” he answered as he headed out the door.
“Hey!” she called to him, “One more thing before you go…” he stopped and turned back. Trisha smiled, “I want you to book Nyako for the next episode of my show.”
Raheem raised his eyebrows, “For reals? You sure you wanna do that…after th’ way this last show ended?”
Trisha grinned, “I’m just striking while the iron is hot.” She put the ice back on her face, “If Oni thinks this is over…she’s got another thing coming!”