Another in a series of "All In" inspired (but not quite truthful) flash fics.
"So, Tyler. I hear that you're all in."
"Um, no, Cody. I'm not all in. I'm Seth Rollins."
"Right, right, you're Seth All In." Cody looked over his papers and checked the notes he jotted down before facing the former WWE World champion. "See, the thing is, Seth... I don't know if you can be a part of this. It wouldn't look good to your current - and my former - employer."
"But I'm not all in. I'm Rollins."
"Yeah, I know you are, but see, you also have a perchant to burn things down and I don't know if we can afford that to happen. We don't have McMoney behind us and I don't know if we could sue Vince for this."
Seth raised his hands. "Dude, it's okay. You don't have to worry about it. Like I said, I'm not All In. I'm Rollins."
Cody shrugged. "Whatever, bro. Whatever. Just do me a favor and leave Joe at home. I want people to actually enjoy the show, not leave early whenever he's on."
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