Attack Sabrina with your bare hands

“Sabrina, I´m going to teach you a lesson!” You yell.

“Wha-” Sabrina doesn´t even have time to react. You tackle her to the ground. Your rival is unfortunately quick on her feet and rolls back up. Nonplussed about your surprise attack, she retaliates by trying to grab onto your hair. You evade her and try to do the same to her gold locks, much to the same result.

Both you and Sabrina are on the offensive, trying to grapple the other and dodging any possible retaliation. It is a fight for the ages, or at least it seems that way in your head. The curious campers looking on are more likely to describe it as a drunken brawl or sloppy catfight.

Before long, you both are rolling on the ground. Ifclover You notice that your clover flew away from your ear when Sabrina tried to grab your hair. Sabrina is on top of you, she is trying to bend your arms into a wrestling lock, but you kick her away. You try to hit back but can´t, your hands refuse to move. Looking down, you see that a pair of shining handcuffs are affixed to your wrists. “Oh, you bitch.”

“Well, let´s have a bit of fun, shall we?” With near impunity, Sabrina pulls you to your feet and grins. This doesn´t bode well…