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Later in the night Keron gets dressed and leaves while the girls are still asleep.
She takes nothing with her, other than her wallet and a hunk of cheese.
After some time she makes her way back to the bad side of town.
Keron almost reaches her destination when two men approach her.
The shorter one speaks up. "Hey pretty girl, wanna spend some time with us?"
>No, go away. Croakie not in the mood.
The taller one grabs the other by the shirt and pulls his friend towards him. "Hey man, that's Keron Croakie. She wrestles over at the arena. I don't think I feel right messing with her. Besides, I think she might be retarded."
The shorter man tugs his arm away and mocks his companion. "You actually watch that shit? What kind of fucking idiot ACTUALLY watches wrestling, aside from children?"
The taller man replies. "I don't know man, if you've seen the girls who appear in that ring you would watch too."
"Shut up!" He turns his attention back to the lone girl. "Cmon, we just wanna spend some time together, maybe we can show you a good time."
>Croakie not want good time, want to be left alone.
>Very mad right now.
The short man loses his patience, he only has one thing in mind. Without warning he rushes the girl in an attempt to tackle her to the ground.
Keron lifts her knee up and catches him directly on the jaw, sending him hurling backwards as a sickening thud makes his friend wince.
Keron turns her attention to the taller one as he reaches into his pockets. She readies herself to defend herself again when he pulls out...
A pen and his wallet.
"Can I have an autograph?"
Keron walked over, stepping on his partner's hand in the process, then signs his wallet before walking away.
