"Are we really going to do this?" I asked, fully aware that she had approached me with the intent to fight.
"Do you truly want to fight me?" she responded, throwing her own question back at me.
"Look, I asked first, so give me an answer before you throw another question at me. That's how conversations work, you know," I retorted, feeling a bit frustrated by her evasiveness.
"Fine," she sighed, seeming tired as if she had just come back from a long day's work. "Initially, I did want to fight you, but after talking to you, I've changed my mind. Let's have a fair one-on-one match without any distractions. I'll wait for you in the next round." With those words, she turned and walked away.
'She has a nice behind too'.
As she departed, my mind wandered, noticing her attractive figure. I quickly scolded myself, trying to shake off any inappropriate thoughts. The only thing that should occupy my mind was the upcoming match.
