"Hit me!"
"I can't."
"There is no such word as can't. Now try again and hit me!"
"We've been going at it for three hours straight already, Neriman. I can't."
"That's truly disappointing to hear, Mila. I never took you as a quitter."
"I'm not. I'm tired."
"You're quitting. Admit it."
"Winners never quit," I growl, wiping my sweat cladded hair out of my face.
[Yes,] "Evet that's right, so is, quitters never win and you are a quitter." Her left eye twitches as she tries her best to infuriate me more than I already am.
"You know what, I don't need this shit," I say bitterly as I start to unravel the hand wraps embedding my knuckles. "I asked Aydem to teach me what he knows and I was hinting more along the lines of fire weapons."
"You already know how to aim and shoot. What good is a gun if you are approached from behind?"
"What good is face to face combat if I'm outnumbered?"