Use the nearby environment to your advantage!

Grabbing a fistful of raven hair, you eagerly yank her back up to full standing much to her utter chagrin.

“You fucking pig...gonna ream you so hard in the ass…” Her faint threats and mumbles had little to no effect on you, as you zero in on the wall once again.

Keeping on the offensive, you drape the Goth woman’s near arm over your shoulder and drive her against the wall not once…

Not twice…

But three times.

Relenting only as she slumps forward against your chest, you readjust your grip over to her with one hand now hooking underneath her right armpit.

“Not done yet, sunshine!” Taking a quick glance over your shoulder, you take off with a running start before…

… she reverses your hold and instead sends you facefirst smackdab into a nearby locker room door.

Unable to stop the sudden reversal of momentum in time, your forehead thumps against the hard surface, prompting the rest of your facial expression to distort into a pained grimace.

Slipping and sliding down against the doorframe, your sudden daze provides just enough time for Rose to regain her bearings, albeit barely.

Slightly teetering from one foot to another, she brushes back her raven hair, revealing a vengeful snarl that soon bears down on you.

“That fucking hurt!” Grabbing you by the hair with both hands, she pulls you forward into a kneel only to suddenly and quite emphatically slam you headfirst into the door.

Grunting out as a disorienting ringing pounded away at both eardrums, you collapse to the ground at her feet.

“I guess that makes us even then,” she sneers down at you venomously.

Before you could even begin to glower up at her, you feel her booted heel pressing down firmly on the base of your neck, pinning you to the cold tiled floor.

“Don’t waste your energy getting up. We’ll have plenty of time to get properly acquainted in the ring. But for now…” All smiles as she continues to leer at you, she bends down to whisper mockingly at you, “This is just a taste of what it’s gonna feel like to be my bitch.”

Your head already hurt like hell, but with that one scathing remark, your pride took an even bigger hit.

Then, you felt her boot lift off your skull, and then the sound of her footsteps exiting to your right.

Pushing yourself off the floor, you finally glance up only to realize that Rose is gone, leaving you with your thoughts and a growing headache.