FEMALE CLUBHOUSE

12:58 Kanom:

13:01 Kanom: I spot you across the nightclub and almost laugh into my drink. Of course it’s you. I weave through the crowd until I’m standing right beside you at the bar, leaning one elbow against it like I just happened to end up there. “Well, well… look who survived.” My eyes sweep over you slowly before I take another sip. “You clean up pretty well, Ali. Almost enough to make people forget you were crawling around in the sand with me.” I tilt my head, giving you an annoyingly sweet smile. “Don’t worry though. I remember.” Then I lean a little closer so you can hear me over the music. “So what is this? You came here to party… or were you secretly hoping you’d run into me again?”

13:08 Alifightz: I'm at the bar flirting so not paying for any drinks. It's taken awhile to heal after that fight with Kanom on the beach. I hear a stir behind me over the music even. I shake my head as our eyes meet. Of course. Our eyes sweep up and down each other looking for bruises probably. My heartbeat picks up a little when you lean in. I smile sweetly back at you. "Kanom! You look a bit better than the last time I saw you. I mean I came here to party of course. But it does seem you have found me. You missed me that much?" We stay leaned into each other, eyes locked.

13:32 Kanom:

13:34 Kanom: I let out a quiet laugh, keeping my face close to yours so you can hear me over the music. “Missed you? Don’t flatter yourself.” My eyes flick over your face, checking for any trace of the bruises from the beach, then return to yours. “I was actually hoping the next time I saw you, you’d look a little more scared.” I take a slow sip from my drink and lean in again, smile sharpening. “But here you are, flirting for free drinks like nothing happened.” My gaze drops to your glass, then back to your eyes. “So tell me, Ali… are you really here to party?” I tilt my head. “Or are you waiting for me to give you another reason to remember that beach?”

13:36 Alifightz:

13:40 Alifightz: I see your eyes drifting and yes I'm checking your face for traces of the damage I did. "Well, I do admit I was hoping you'd still have a few reminders of that time we spent on the beach together. " I take a sip of my drink, eyes on yours. "There are many different ways to party. Do you have some reminder you'd like to show me? Because I have a few things to share with you too."

14:41 Kanom: I hold your gaze for a second, then give you a slow, crooked smile. “Oh, I’ve got reminders.” I tap two fingers lightly against my ribs and lean closer so only you can hear me over the bass. “You left those aching for days. And that eye? You were pretty damn proud of yourself for that one.” My eyes narrow playfully. “But I remember what you looked like too, Ali. That swollen cheek, the way you were gasping every time I got into your ribs…” I lift my glass between us and take another sip without breaking eye contact. “So if you’ve got something to ‘share,’ go ahead. Just remember—last time neither of us could finish the job.” I tilt my head, smile turning sharper. “Maybe that’s what’s really bothering you.”

14:45 Alifightz: My eyes harded a little. "Yeah those ribs were sore for awhile. "You liked the welt on my cheek, I know that. Oh and you are totally right, it annoys me that I couldn't finish you. Want to give it another try?" My smile is predatory as we sit there, eyes locked

14:49 Kanom: I hold your stare for a long second, then slowly set my glass down on the bar. “Yeah… I’ve been thinking the same thing.” My smile fades into something colder as I lean closer, keeping my voice low. “That draw has been bothering me ever since the beach.” I glance at your cheek, then back into your eyes. “So if you really want to settle it, Ali, I’m in.” I give you a small, challenging smirk. “But this time, when we start… we finish it. No excuses, no walking away, no calling it even.”

14:51 Alifightz: I nod at your words, letting the reality of it settle in. We were going to fight again and I had no illustions. It was going to be bad. "Agreed start to finish, whatever it takes." I smirk back at you. Shall we take it outside?"

14:54 Kanom: I glance toward the exit, then back at you, and the smirk returns. “Outside works.” I slide off the stool and straighten my top, never taking my eyes off you. “But not here in front of a crowd. Somewhere we can settle this without some drunk idiot jumping in after thirty seconds.” I lean in close one last time. “You said start to finish, Ali. So pick the place.” I tap the bar once with my fingertips and step back. “And this time, I’m not accepting a draw.”

14:58 Alifightz: I slip off my stool. "No draws. to the end." We stand face to face for a moment breasts touching in similar tops. Just like on the beach. We smirk at each other knowing we are drawing a few stares. Smirking at each other. I know just the place. Follow me." I turn and head for a side door. It supposed to be a fire exit, but the alarm hasn't worked for weeks. I push open the door and step out into the alley. Brink walls. A few trash cans and one dumpster are present. "Work for you?"

15:09 Kanom: I step into the alley after you, the club bass turning into a dull thump behind the door. My eyes flick over the brick walls, the dumpster, the empty space between us… then back to yours. “Yeah,” I say, rolling my shoulders once. “This works.” I take a few slow steps closer until we’re nearly chest to chest again, my gaze locked on yours. “No crowd. No interruptions. Just you and me.” A sharp smirk pulls at my lips. “You wanted a finish, Ali? Then this is where we get one.” I plant my feet and lift my chin slightly. “So come on, bitch. Let’s settle it.”

15:12 Alifightz: I step closer to you and we stand nearly nose to nose. You lift your head to me. "Yeah Kanom. let's settle things.." I lift my chin and just start to swing at your face hard and face trying to do early damage. I want to overwhelm you if I can.

15:15 Kanom: I barely get my hands up before your first shot clips across my cheek and the next drives me half a step back. “Ghh—!” You’re coming fast, trying to bury me under punches before I can settle, but I grit my teeth and force myself forward instead of retreating. I catch at your forearm, shove it aside, and fire a hard short hook toward your ribs before snapping another punch toward your face. “Not happening, Ali.” I step right back into your space, eyes locked on yours. “You’re not overwhelming me that easily this time.”

15:18 Alifightz: My breath hitces as you hit my ribs, reminding me forcefully of the beach, then my head turns from a blow to my cheek. I try to stay close sending a short left hook and the side of your face and trying to follow with a punch into the pit of your stomach. "We'll see, Kanom."

15:49 Kanom: Your hook snaps my head to the side, and the punch into my stomach folds me just enough to make me suck in a hard breath. “Ghh—damn…” I steady myself against the wall for half a second, then push off it and come right back at you before you can build momentum. “We will.” I catch your shoulder with one hand, pull you in close, and drive a short punch toward your ribs, then whip another hook toward your cheek. “And I’m not letting you dictate this one.”

15:53 Alifightz: My body jumps with that one and I let out a gust of air then my head turns and I stumble sideway as I get hit in the cheek again. "FUCK!!" I lock my left hand in your hair and yank trying to disrupt anything furthur you have in mind. "You're not going to either. I swing my right fist, trying to uppercut your left breast hard, the trying again for your eye.

15:57 Kanom: I hiss as your hand knots into my hair and jerks my head back, wrecking my balance for a second. “Ah—shit!” Your uppercut drives into my chest and makes me fold inward, and the next shot clips near my eye hard enough to blur my vision. I stagger into the brick wall, one hand coming up instinctively to protect my face. For a beat, I’m breathing hard and clearly shaken. Then I look back at you through the sting. “Okay… that one hurt.” I grab for your wrist with both hands, trying to wrench your grip out of my hair and pull you off line. “But you’re not getting another one that clean.” I shove forward off the wall and swing a short punch toward your ribs, then another tight hook toward your cheek, trying to force you back before you can keep targeting my eye.

16:03 Alifightz: "Then dirty it is!!" There's hitch in my voice as you keep hitting my ribs and my cheek. I fire back jabbing at the middle of your face trying to use my left into your ribs.. Feeling the damn cheek starting to throb

16:07 Kanom: Your jab smacks into the center of my face and jerks my head back. Before I can fully reset, your left digs into my ribs and I hiss through clenched teeth. “Ghh—fuck…” I stumble half a step, touch my lip, then look back at you with my expression hardening. “Dirty? Fine. You picked it.” I surge back into close range, slap your punching arm aside and drive a hard short shot toward those ribs I already know are hurting. Then I twist and fire a compact hook toward that throbbing cheek, trying to keep you trapped between me and the brick wall. “Let’s see how tough you sound when that cheek starts swelling again, Ali.”

16:09 Alifightz: I yelp this time as I nearly slump against the brick wall with another,,well, that's you..beside me. "BITCH!!"

16:09 Alifightz: mtc oops

16:11 Alifightz: I turn and grab at your shoulders which helps keep me stable and send my knee up toward your lower tummy, then I try to hook you eye. "Tell me about the eye, Kanom!" I snarl, furiously.

16:11 Alifightz: yt lol

15:36 Alifightz: you!

15:38 Kanom: Your knee drives into my lower stomach and I fold with a sharp grunt, but I’m already trying to crowd you so you can’t get clean space. “Ghh—!” Then your hook clips near my eye and my head snaps sideways. I blink hard, vision stinging, one hand instinctively coming up to guard it. “You really love that eye, don’t you?” I grit my teeth, grab at your forearm, and shove you back into the brickwork before firing a short punch into your ribs, then another toward your cheek. “Keep talking about it, Ali. I’m gonna make sure you’ve got something matching on your face.”

15:45 Alifightz: My body jumps and I shout from the hit to my ribs. Then you turn my head against the rough wall with a punch to my cheek which make me cry out again. My hand comes to your hair and I yank back turning your head. "Oh I'm going to leave some marks, don't worry Kanom!" I swing a hard hook at your jaw as we struggle against the wall, trying to turn you toward it.

11:20 Kanom: Your hook catches me hard across the jaw and my head snaps to the side, hair pulling painfully in your grip. “Ghh—fuck!” For a second you actually turn me toward the wall, but I plant my palm against the brick to stop myself from getting pinned completely. My jaw is throbbing now, and I can taste blood where I bit the inside of my cheek. I twist back toward you, furious. “Then leave them.” I grab at the wrist tangled in my hair, wrench it downward, and drive my shoulder into you to break your balance. Then I fire a short punch toward your ribs and another toward your already-sore cheek. “But don’t act shocked when I leave some too.”

00:25 Alifightz: It's a vicious struggle on the wall. I have you turning but you pit you strength against mine enough to stop me from pinning your totally You hit my ribs in the same spot, hitching my breath. then hit my cheek again. "GAHHHHH FUCK!" My head turns away the back. I can feel the skin growing tighter and the throbbing pain is getting bad. "I'm going to fucking hurt you bitch!" I snarl. I pound my fist into your also exposed ribs. then send a hook at your sore swelling eye. You've pulled my other hand from your hair by my wrist. I force it tword your face to claw as I push into you.

10:23 Kanom: Your fist slams into my ribs and I choke on a breath, my body twisting hard against the wall. “Ghh—fuck!” Then your hook catches near my swollen eye and my vision flashes. I turn my face instinctively, just enough that your clawing hand scrapes across my cheek instead of getting a clean hold. “That all you’ve got?!” I clamp both hands around your wrist and forearm, forcing your hand away from my face, then drive my knee hard into your thigh to break your stance. The second your balance shifts, I shove off the wall, turn us, and slam you back against the bricks. My breathing is ragged now, one eye watering badly, ribs burning every time I move. “You wanna hurt me, Ali?” I fire a short punch into your ribs, then another toward your swollen cheek. “Then stop talking and fucking do it.”

10:30 Alifightz: I slam up against the bricks with a gasp after stumbling from the knee to my thigh. I cry out this time from the hit to my ribs and my head turns from the punch to my eye and I follow after it, cursing. I look back, eye watering my breathing ragged. and feeling short of breath from my bruised ribs. "fucking bitch." I rasp out one hand reaching for your hair to pull you in as I raise my knee aiming right at your crotch. Dropping your hair to swing a hook across the side of your face, hoping to hit that eye again.

11:42 Kanom: I see your knee coming up and twist my hips just enough to take it off-line, but your hook still crashes across the side of my face and clips near the swollen eye. “Ghh—!” My head snaps sideways and I stagger a half-step, blinking hard through the sting. Then I grab your forearm and shove it away from my face before driving forward again. “You really don’t know when to stop.” I slam a short punch into your ribs, then another toward your cheek, staying tight against you so you can’t build much space. “You keep reaching for the same spots, Ali—so I’m gonna keep making you pay for it.”

11:47 Alifightz: I gasp from another hit to the ribs and pith forward right into you and you hit my cheek again. GAHHH FUCK!" My eyes is tearing up hard now. I'm pressed up against you now tits on tits. "This is it Kanom!" I shout. I grab into your hair yanking back hard Freeing one hand to to hook a couple of punches at your swollen eye. "Pay for it bitch!"

12:23 Kanom: Your fist crashes into the swollen side of my face once—then again—and my head jerks violently with each hit. “GHH—FUCK!” My knees dip for a second and my vision blurs badly, but your grip in my hair keeps me close. I grab at your wrist with one hand and brace the other against your shoulder, breathing hard through clenched teeth. “You think… that’s enough?” I wrench my head sideways to rip some of my hair free, then drive forward with everything I have left, smashing a short punch into your battered ribs and following with a tight hook toward your swollen cheek. “This isn’t over, Ali!” I can also keep a running damage-and-stamina tracker for Kanom and Ali so the fight stays consistent from here.

12:26 Alifightz: (I agree with that last.)

12:28 Kanom: (No one gonna give up now)

12:30 Alifightz: AAHHHH!! I try not to clutch at my ribs but then my head turns again form our punch. "ohh fuck!" I mutter it hurts bad. My knees buckle a little. Your close enough to grab onto my hand dropping strands of your hair to clutch at it again. I swallow and try to pund my fist into your hurt ribs twice breathing raggedly

12:30 Alifightz: (To the end.)

13:12 Kanom: Your first punch digs into my ribs and I flinch hard. The second lands almost in the same spot and finally folds me forward against you. “Ghh—shit…!” For a second I can’t answer with anything except a rough breath. One arm clamps across my side while the other catches at your shoulder to keep myself upright. “You’re… really going after those ribs…” I force my head up, eye still watering, and give you a strained glare. “Fine.” I grab at your wrist, yank you closer, and drive a short punch toward your own bruised ribs before trying to shove you back into the wall again. “If we’re both running on fumes… then whoever breaks first loses.”

13:18 Alifightz: I meet your strained glare my won eyes narrowed in pain. Trying not ot clutch at the battered ribs you just punched again wringing another cry out of me. "You're really trying to beat the shit out of me. I'm not down yet." I pant out. But your probably at least partly supporting me pressing me to the wall. I take a hard short punch at your ribs with my right and just swing down at your face with what i have with my left fist.

13:27 Kanom: Your right hand slams into my ribs and I grunt hard, my body tightening around the pain. Then your left comes down across my face and knocks my head to the side. “Ghh—fuck…” For a second I just stay there, half leaning into you, breathing as hard as you are. My eye is watering, my ribs are screaming, and I know I’m not hitting with anything close to full power anymore. I look back at you and give a tired, ugly little smile. “Yeah… I am.” I grab your shoulder to steady myself, then drive one short punch into your ribs and another toward the swollen side of your face. “And you’re trying to do the same to me.” I stay pressed in close, both of us barely holding our ground now. “So keep going.”

13:34 Alifightz: My body jumps from the next hit to my ribs. My head turns and I feel the cool brick on my face. I try to steady my shaking legs under me. "You bitch...I will." I gasp. The welt on my cheek in throbbing with each rapid beat of my heart nearly closing the eye as I try to blink I swing my right fist at your eye, also knowing I'm weakening...then I swing my left fist across your face, ignoring your ribs for now. Maybe it will at least surprise you.

13:36 Kanom: Your right catches near my swollen eye and my head jerks back. Then the left comes across unexpectedly and clips the other side of my face before I can reset. “Ghh—!” I stumble off you for half a step, blinking hard, clearly rocked by the change in target. “Okay… that was smart.” I wipe at my mouth, breathing raggedly, then force myself back in before you can fully recover. One hand catches your shoulder and I drive a short punch into your ribs, then another toward your swollen cheek. “But you’re fading too.” I stay close, almost using you to keep myself upright now. “So don’t expect me to stop first.”

13:41 Alifightz: I gasp from the hit to my ribs my hands moving toward them. You hit my swollen cheek again. I stumble along the wall, thrwoing an arm on your shoulder clearly using you for support. Pulling you in. "I don't." I gasp. I pull at you and swing my fist at your ribs again. and again...Panting.

13:45 Kanom: Your first shot digs into my ribs and I fold slightly into you. The second lands almost on top of it and tears another grunt out of me. “Ghh—damn…” I’m hanging onto your shoulder now as much as you’re hanging onto mine, both of us breathing hard and barely steady. “You really… won’t quit…” I clamp an arm around your upper back to keep us both upright, then force out one short punch into your side and another toward your cheek, nowhere near as sharp as before. My forehead nearly bumps yours as I gasp for air. “Neither will I.”

13:51 Alifightz: I cry out twice for each punch stumbling against you foreheads to each other, My unswollen cheek presses to yours. "One of us will..." I gasp. I swing my fist and miss your ribs, hitting your tummy instead. I don't really notice put I swing at your eye again.

09:14 Kanom: Your fist lands lower than you meant to, thudding into my stomach and folding me forward with a rough gasp. “Ghh—!” I barely get my head up before your next swing clips near my swollen eye again. My vision flashes and I sag into you, forehead pressing against yours for a second because neither of us has much balance left. “Yeah…” I breathe, voice strained. “One of us will.” I hook an arm around your shoulder to keep myself upright, then force out a tired short punch toward your ribs and another toward your cheek, both slower now. “But I’m not letting it be me.”

09:21 Alifightz: I find myself unable to answer after being hit yet again in the ribs,Then you hit my cheek. I feel my legs start to buckle. We're hanging onto each other like a couple of drunks. The brink wall swims in my vision. I try to use it to my advantage. I raise my one trembling hand to the back of your head and try to push your head into that wall. "Sorry." I mutter as I send one more punch into your ribs with all I have left.

10:41 Kanom: Your hand catches the back of my head and I realize what you’re doing a second too late. “Ali—” My shoulder slams into the brick first as I twist, but my head still clips the wall hard enough to make everything flash white. Then your last punch drives into my ribs and whatever strength I had left just disappears. “Ghh—fuck…” My knees buckle and I sag against you, one arm still hooked around your shoulder because otherwise I’m going straight down. For a moment I can’t even lift my head properly. “You… really used the wall…” I manage a weak, breathless laugh, then try to shove off you with almost nothing behind it. “Don’t apologize.” I look up through one badly swollen eye, completely exhausted now. “If that’s what you’ve got left… then use it.”

10:56 Alifightz: Your little shove sends me to the wall. I lean on it panting. I gaze back at you through my welted up eye my cheek swollen so badly. "It's all...you left me." I gasp. Then I raise my fist and sing at that swollen eye as my own vision keeps swimming still.

09:47 Kanom: Your fist crashes into the swollen side of my face and my head jerks hard to the side. “Ghh—!” For a second I just stay there, bent at the waist, one hand against the wall and the other clutching my ribs. My vision is almost useless on that side now. I drag in a shaky breath and look back at you. “Yeah…” A tired, pained smile pulls at my mouth. “…you really did save that one.” I push off the wall and stumble back into you, grabbing at your shoulder more for balance than control. With what little strength I have left, I drive one short punch toward your ribs and another weak hook toward your swollen cheek. “If we’re both going down…” I breathe against you, barely upright. “…then neither of us gets an easy finish.”

12:46 Alifightz: I groan when I see you stubbornly refuse to go down. I don't even try to move out of the way as you hit my sore ribs, then you turn my head to the brink wall with your hook to my swollen cheek. " Oh fuck.." I moan sinking back against the wall. "Ok the hard way then..." I mutter. My left hand drifts out into your hair, tugging on it. I swing a weak punch at your eye. I press into you. Ok fall against you. My breasts press on yours as I try to get a leg behind yours. It's not even had to trip us to the pavement as we can barely stand. I pant on top of you reaching out to curl my nails at your battered face raking down slow. "The hard way..."

12:02 Kanom: I hit the pavement hard beneath you, the impact knocking what little air I had left out of me. “Ghh—!” Your nails drag slowly across my battered cheek and I turn my face away with a sharp hiss, one eye almost swollen shut now. “Fine… hard way.” I catch your wrist with both hands before you can rake at me again and twist my hips, trying to roll us over. There’s barely any strength left in it—just stubbornness. For a second we’re tangled on the pavement, both breathing like we’ve run a marathon. I manage to shove you sideways and crawl half on top, one forearm across your shoulder while I stare down at you through my good eye. “You wanted a finish…” I lift one shaking fist and drive a short, exhausted punch toward your ribs. “…then somebody has to stay down.”

13:09 Alifightz: I lay on my side rolling toward my back feeling your breasts pressing down on mine. We're panting so hard it feel like they are grinding. You punch my ribs...same fucking spot. I cry out, high pitched and short my chest working harder for a moment as the pian sears through me.. I gather myself and throw an exhausted painful short punch at you bad eye. "Then stay down." I plea.

13:09 Kanom:

13:10 Kanom:

13:10 Kanom: Your fist clips the swollen eye and my head jerks sideways. For a second, I just freeze there above you, breathing hard, one hand braced on the pavement. “Ghh… fuck…” I blink through the sting and sag lower, almost collapsing onto you. “You think I don’t want to?” My voice comes out rough and exhausted. I press my forehead against yours for a moment, both of us barely moving now. “But if I stay down…” I force one shaking arm under me and try to push myself up again. “…then you win.” I manage a weak, tired glare through the swelling. “And I’m still too stubborn for that.”

13:16 Alifightz: Your weight settle more fully on top of me and for a brief hopeful moment I hope you've passed out finally. But no, you're still moving. If barely. Our forehead roll against each other. I hear what you say. Our one good eyes lock. "I get it.." I rasp out. I can see your shaking arm pushing you up. I squeeze my shaking fist tight. I take a ragged breath and sing again for your stubborn battered face.

13:21 Kanom: Your fist catches me across the battered side of my face and my head snaps away. “Ghh—!” For a second my arm gives out completely and I drop back down onto you, cheek pressed against yours, both of us barely able to breathe. I stay there, stunned, then force my good eye open and look at you from inches away. “You really… don’t stop…” My hand curls weakly against the pavement. I drag in one shaking breath, shift just enough to free my shoulder, and throw one last short punch toward your ribs. “Neither do I.”

13:27 Alifightz: My cry of pain is even sharper this time. My breath seems to stop until white spots appear in front of my eye. "oh fuck..." I sob fearing the rib is cracked from all the abuse. Rasping I get my hand in your hair, weakly pulling back. I clench the fist again. I'm bad off and I know it. It hurts to throw the punch, but I throw it with a gasp againt at your face. "You need too." I plop right onto my back. panting shallowly now.

13:58 Kanom: Your punch catches me across the face again, but when I look back and see you lying flat, breathing shallowly and guarding your ribs, the fight drains out of me. “Ali… shit.” I stay on my knees beside you, still panting, but I don’t swing again. “No. That’s enough.” I push my hair out of my face with a shaking hand and look down at you through my swollen eye. “You said somebody had to stay down. You’re down—and I’m barely any better.” I ease myself back onto the pavement beside you instead of trying to stand. “I wanted a winner, not to watch you stop breathing over a fucking nightclub fight.” I turn my head toward you, exhausted.

14:04 Alifightz: I lay on my back, trying to slow my breathing. I look over at you settling down beside me. "Kanom....fuck you had me....Yeah. I'm down." I look back over at you. "Unless you want to call it a draw again. I laugh a little then wince and cough. "Thanks for not taking the swing." I sigh..

14:08 Kanom: I let out a weak laugh, then immediately regret it when my ribs protest. “Don’t even try that draw shit again.” I turn my head toward you, one eye swollen, breathing still rough. “You’re the one on your back. I’m calling this one mine.” A tired smirk creeps across my face. “But barely.” I look up at the alley lights for a second, then back at you. “And yeah… I could’ve taken that last shot.” I pause. “I didn’t want to.” My voice softens just a little. “Next time we hate each other, remind me not to let it get this stupid.”

14:08 Kanom:

14:09 Kanom: (finally bitch it been a long fight)

14:09 Alifightz: (Holy crap we nearly got done it)

14:10 Kanom: (I will take a win this time hehe)

14:12 Alifightz: "Yeah, I'll remind you for the rematch,,,,you know nest year of something.." I wave my hand in the air and fall back. And ok you win...." I fall back looking back at you with one eye. "Want to go back in for a drink?" I laugh and wince again.

14:17 Kanom: I let out a breathless laugh and immediately grab my ribs. “Next year? Yeah… minimum. I’m not doing this again until I forget how much you fucking hurt.” I glance toward the fire-exit door, then back at you sprawled beside me. “And you’re seriously asking for a drink after all that?” I shake my head, smiling despite myself. “Fine. One drink.” I push myself upright slowly and hold a hand out toward you. “But if anyone asks, we fell down the stairs.”

14:17 Kanom:

14:17 Kanom: (Bitch we are fucking hot)

14:19 Alifightz: I groan as you help me up. We lean on each other as we walk back toward the fire door. "Yeah, down the stairs,,,several times."

14:19 Alifightz: (Damn right bitch. We won't pay for drinks.)

14:20 Kanom: (This is a best fight ever)

14:22 Alifightz: You are a great partner!

14:26 Kanom: You too bitch