Runk the punk

After an hour of waiting he got the call to head to the next ring. When Ramus entered the arena there was still no one there, no one really watches these matches huh?

Ramus stepped to the ring to see both the ref and my opponent

She had this punk-ish look to her. She didn’t look all to impressive, but looks ain’t always everything.

“ Opponents shake and introduce to each other!” The ref yelled as she backed away.

They met and the middle and shook. She looked up and down at him before rolling her eyes. “A newly graduated virgin huh? Easy win. Names Runk scrub.”

Easy win eh? “Ramus” is all he said before letting go of her hand before walking off. But not before feeling something wet hit his neck. He reached up with his hand felt… saliva.

He looked back at Runk who had a smug smile. Oh it’s on