Marianne was soaring through the air when she was met with a fist. It hit her right in the stomach. She landed on the guy, letting out a rather loud [color=f7976a]"Fuahhh!"[/color] It wasn't any day that someone would punch you when they're asleep. Marianne landed right on the man. It hurt for both parties. Marianne had no idea that wrestling hurt that much.

[i][color=00a99d]"So are we supposed to be doing something, or are you just happy to see me?"[/color][/i] Marianne heard. She was quite confused by this. She didn't know what they were supposed to be doing. She just thought it was like WWE. The next bit confused her even more. [i]Are you just happy to see me?[/i] What was the meaning in that? Does she enjoy the company of the man? Does she want to be with him? Just what is happy? What does happy [i]mean[/i]?

These thoughts only an idiot could have were cut short by the next question, [i][color=00a99d]"Well, I don't even know you, so nevermind. At least tell the dude you just bodyslammed what's going on."[/color][/i] Marianne, again, didn't actually know what was going on. She was just as confused as she was (which is saying a lot because she was awake the entire time). Marianne looked around. There were many people fighting around her. Each one in an arena like their own.

[color=f7976a]"I think we supposed ta fight."[/color] She said. She turned her body so she was also facing up. She laid on his chest sideways, and grabbed his leg. She pulled on it, bringing it over her shoulder.