Done With It All

"What? What was that one you were gonna way to me?" Yoshiro raised an eybrow and looks at Mucheal from across the room while he was at the fridge. She at least wanted to hear that other idea and not be left to obscurity.

Shit. Michael didn't want to say it. He already had to reveal his sex doll, so that plus what he'd ask would make her seem like a pervert. Still, she probably had seen weirder. "Well, it's that... I mean I..." he sighs. "I wanted a hentai match."

Upon hearing those words, Yoshiro got up and walked towards Micheal. She grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him into the wall or the fridge. "That's NOT going to happen here, punk." She narrows her eyes, not wanting to say it but having to. "I don't like men."

Michael hit the wall, surprised she reacted violently. He expected a solid no, but even then, he probably wouldn't have gotten pushed against a wall. He was quick to apologize, hopping that would be enough "I understand. I'm sorry. I even stopped myself from saying it earlier, remember? You asked me to tell you." he then sighs. "Look, I'm not a crazy pervert. If you want me to keep it in my pants, alright."

She gave a sly snork and chuckle. "I aint mad at you. You're a guy, so its natural. But, I assume, you're also smart enough NOr to let it slip out of your pants." Yoshiro backs away. "Ill accept the submission match.".She walks to his bed and sits again to remove her shoes.

"Well, I guess we're fine now." He said as he approached the bed. He sat down opposite to Yoshiro. "I got mats, just in case you don't want to fight on the bed."

"Whatever you wanna do, just don't be mad when I kick your ass the first day you move in here." Yoshiro laughed and looks over to Michael. "Make your choice, where are we gonna fight?"

Michael looked at the bed. It was big enough for two people to sleep on, just in case he had... company. Question is, is there room to fight on it? "Well, I'll have to move some stuff around, but I think we should do the mats. I prefer fighting on beds for more soft or sensual fights." He started to move some of the boxes around. "And technically, I've already moved in, it's just that I never got all my stuff from the states back until today." Once he was finished clearing a space. He laid down a few wrestling mats. Not ring sized, but large enough for them both. He stood on his end, waiting for her.

Yoshiro didn't even lift a finger when Michael began to move boxes around to make room. She just really wanted to show this boy her submission skulls and go back to her apartment. She was still in some emotional pain from Conza, but maybe beating up Micheal would make her feel better.

Yoshiro steps onto the mats, stretching out her arms.

Michael stretched his legs a bit and then his arms. After a few of those, he got ready to fight, assuming his stance. "Alright, I'm ready to see how much you can stretch." He said "I hope you are as well."